Interception Sect Members Depart

Not long after Yunxiao and the others left, Wen Zhong hurried over.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Wen Zhong strode forward and bowed to Di Xin.

Di Xin looked at his visibly anxious expression and asked,

"Grand Tutor, is order in the city stable?"

"Your Majesty, everything is fine."

Wen Zhong first reported on the political affairs, but he could no longer suppress the question in his heart and asked urgently,

"Your Majesty, have the Martial Uncles already left?"

"The formation... did it succeed?"

Although he had personally witnessed the celestial phenomena that appeared when the formation was arranged and clearly felt the changes in his own magic power, a trace of uncertainty still remained in his heart.

The magic power within his body had indeed been completely suppressed, leaving him no different from a mortal.

But he was only a Golden Immortal, after all.

And the target of this grand formation was the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, or even stronger existences.

He also had not personally seen Qiongxiao, Bixiao, or the Ten Heavenly Lords have their magic power suppressed.

Thus, he did not have a true understanding of the formation's actual power.

He had no idea whether this formation could suppress Grand Unity Golden Immortals, or even stronger existences.

What if the formation's suppressive effect on Grand Unity Golden Immortals was insufficient? Wouldn't all their efforts be wasted?

Seeing the eagerness and worry written across Wen Zhong's face, Di Xin naturally understood what he was thinking.

"It succeeded."

"When the formation operates on its own, it is enough to suppress the magic power of every Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

He paused, then added,

"If I control it personally, even if a Quasi-Saint arrives, their magic power will likewise be suppressed."

Wen Zhong's body jolted violently, and his eyes widened in