Zhong Shan's Root Bone was like a divine mountain between Heaven and Earth. No matter how the grand formation washed over it, it could not budge him in the slightest.
His formerly rusty-copper Root Bone had now become incomparably advantageous. The "Tomb" Formation contained elements of feng shui formations and fate formations; this assault on his Root Bone was certainly caused by the "fate formation." With Root Bone like a divine mountain, even a domineering fate formation was helpless against it.
Within the grand formation, the Power of Heaven could not be mobilized, as though it were a world tailor-made for Zhong Shan.
Taking a deep breath, a gleam flashed through Zhong Shan's eyes. He had made up his mind.
"Sacred King, Sacred King, are you all right?" the people behind him asked anxiously.
Zhong Shan turned to look at his assembled ministers, then shook his head. "I'm fine!"
He stepped forward and walked back into the temporal barrier.
Bringing several important ministers with him, Zhong Shan walked toward a great hall not far away. Some things needed to be explained properly.
"Boom!" The hall doors shut.
"Sacred King, you can withstand the grand formation's assault?" Shen Gongbao asked in astonishment.
"The grand formation can't break My Root Bone," Zhong Shan explained calmly.
It couldn't break his Root Bone? Shen Gongbao was slightly stunned, then revealed a look of horror. This grand formation contained elements of a fate formation that could cut away one's lifespan. It couldn't even break the Sacred King's Root Bone?
"Here, Huan Ji, Luo Xingchen, and I can ignore the grand formation. I've decided to head to the Purple Cloud Palace with Huan Ji immediately. Luo Xingchen will stay behind to protect everyone else." Zhong Shan gave his order.
"Yes!" everyone replied.
Since the Sacred King