He Xin was undoubtedly a clever man. He knew full well that Xiang Qing's arrangement was meant to use him as bait, to test Su Hongtu's current condition. If they could kill him, then everyone would be delighted.
If they could not, and he died, Xiang Qing could also bear that loss.
Yet even knowing he was merely a chess piece thrown out to be sacrificed, what could he do? He could only obey the arrangement.
At this moment, He Xin had no time to think further. Taking two companions who were also Innate Masters, he charged down into the valley.
Yet before they could approach the ritual altar, they were blocked by an incomparably tough force of qi. No matter how they drove the abundant true qi within their bodies, they could not break through the obstruction.
Only after the three of them retreated several steps did they discover that, at some unknown moment, walls of energy had woven themselves across the ritual altar, like walls of bronze and iron, guarding Su Hongtu on all sides.
Meng Zhao saw it clearly. This was actually a kind of power left behind by the ritual altar's use of the auspicious qi of the mountains and marshes.
Though powerful, it was merely water without a source. As long as they kept exhausting it, it would not take long to break through.
He could see this, but the others did not. They assumed it was another layer of Su Hongtu's preparations. He Xin and the other two showed faint signs of retreating, but with Xiang Qing entangled with Mo Li on one side while urging them on from the other, they could only keep bombarding the Energy Wall with their own true qi, trying to force their way in.
Si Peng's expression darkened