Yet beneath the flickering patterns of the Buddhist formation, the ice-covered region intermittently rang with the crackle of breaking ice. The formation's power continued surging in from the void, while the interwoven auras of Buddhist sacred objects kept the Palace Master of the Cold Flood Dragon from relaxing in the slightest. Though she did not want Lu Xiaotian to die here, if her negligence caused the immortal army to collapse, she would find such responsibility impossible to bear.
Besides, although Jin Shique's momentum was formidable at this moment, he had not gained much of an advantage in his battle with Lu Xiaotian. He appeared to have suppressed the puppet formation, but beneath the concealment of the formation of laws, no matter how astonishing a sword intent Jin Shique summoned, it could not cross the threshold.
On the other side, the situation of the immortal army's battle formation was far from optimistic. Drawn by the True Dragon Blood, the Heaven-Rending Evil Dragon Silkworm had already abandoned its attacks on Lu Xiaotian. Its thick, elongated tail and razor-sharp claws were now striking the immortal army's battle formation again and again.
While enduring the endless surges of demonic energy, the immortal army's battle formation had also been struck several times by the unrestrained attacks of the Heaven-Rending Evil Dragon Silkworm, and its aura began to fluctuate. Lu Xiaotian had used the formation's power to scatter the True Dragon Blood directly toward the immortal army's battle formation. If the Heaven-Rending Evil Dragon Silkworm wanted the blood, it had to break through a corner of the formation. Without the overwhelming surge of demonic energy, even if one section of the battle formation collapsed, it would not necessarily be impossible to deal with. But the demonic energy strengthened by the Demon-Gathering Source Grotto and the Demon-Guiding