The battle formation where True Lord Ding Jun stood was already on the verge of collapse.
The golden barrier, originally a thousand zhang across, had shrunk to less than a hundred zhang. Spiderweb cracks covered its surface as its light flickered.
Every charge from the tide of ice beasts made the barrier shudder violently and deepened its cracks.
True Lord Ding Jun, who sustained the Great Array, had long since turned deathly pale. His once-upright body stooped slightly, and his hands formed seals noticeably more slowly. Every change of spell brought great beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. The sweat froze into icicles on his brows and hair tips the moment it seeped from his pores.
His true essence was almost exhausted. He endured only by burning his vital blood essence.
The True Man Realm cultivators within the formation were all wounded, their spiritual power nearly depleted. With their last scraps of willpower and the weapons in their hands, they fought desperate battles against the scattered ice beasts squeezing through the barrier's cracks.
"How are things over there?" True Lord Ding Jun could sense the fighting. He knew Han Li had arrived, but anxiety gnawed at him. If the battle over there was not settled soon, he would not be able to hold on.
"Form the Mysterious Heaven Demon Slaying Sword Array!"
Just then, a clear, deadly shout rang across the battlefield like thunder breaking at dawn, piercing the layers of beast roars, wind, and snow!
Ding Jun's spirit jolted, and he hurriedly looked over.
A disciplined force brimming with murderous intent plunged like a red-hot blade into the tide of ice beasts besieging Ding Jun's battle formation.
True Lord Ding Jun's spirits soared, and he thundered:
"Reinforcements are here! Hold on!"
"Reinforcements are here! Kill them!"
Whether True