The Head Exploded

The four of them were stretched into elongated shapes by the force, swaying faintly.

With a whoosh, the four people in the formation disappeared at the same time.

All the light within the formation dimmed. With a crisp crack, the formation patterns at the center of the Ancient Borrowing Formation turned grayish white, and an eggshell-like crack appeared at its center.

All the energy on the ground was dispersing. This Time, not only had the Formation Patterns been depleted, but along with them, all the materials Chi Shang, son of Chi Wan Jian, had prepared for the Ancient Borrowing Formation had also been exhausted. Every material pattern had turned grayish white.

"The spell is complete!"

More than a hundred thoughts arose simultaneously within the External Brain, and every one of their responses carried the same two words.

The Black Sword trembled.

A swarm of black insects crawled out from the crack and gathered into Ding Mao's figure. He stared at the grayish white powder on the ground in utter shock and spoke in an incredulous tone.

"How did you do it?"

"So it really works."

Chen Luo ignored Ding Mao. This transmission of Zi Tianji and the other four had filled in the final trace of instability. All that remained was to activate the Ancient Borrowing Formation tomorrow at this same time, using the same method.

"Congratulations, fellow cultivator."

Three figures stepped out from illusion.

These three were the powerful figures backing Le Qingzhu and the other two. Behind Le Qingzhu stood Mo Yuanjun, an ancestor of the Dao Sect. Behind Xue Daohai stood a Withered Corpse, emitting a cold, sinister aura from head to toe. When Chen Luo looked over, a trace of a smile appeared on his stiff face. The last was the Profound Ice Ancestor. When Chen