Ao Rui Arrives

Ao Rui Arrived. Mu Xian's array discs circulated with spiritual light, blazing flames roaring as they trapped Cangwu Old Ancestor's hundred-zhang body within.

Yet that half-centipede, half-dragon creature had not truly been suppressed. It curled its body around Prince Jing'an's remains beneath it, Demonic Qi surging over its body like a tide to contend with the raging flames. For the moment, neither side could do anything to the other.

By all rights, Cangwu Old Ancestor absolutely had the strength to break free.

With its foundation, if it truly fought with all its might to escape, this formation might not be able to trap it for long.

But if it forced its way out, it would inevitably have to abandon the remains beneath it. The last breath of Dragon Qi within its body would lose its foundation, and decades of plotting would come to nothing.

It was unwilling to accept that.

So it chose to remain locked in a stalemate.

Mu Xian's side was no less strained.

Maintaining a Three Flowers-grade spirit artifact formation consumed an enormous amount of power. His expression looked calm, but sweat dripped from his brow drop by drop, while the fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled faintly.

He could see that the corpse beneath Cangwu Old Ancestor was the key. As long as Prince Jing'an's body was burned to ashes and the Dragon Qi leaked away, Cangwu Old Ancestor's path to becoming a dragon would be completely severed.

But Prince Jing'an had been a top expert even among the Sixth Turn. Though he was dead, his remains were still exceptionally tough. With layer upon layer of Cangwu Old Ancestor's Demonic Qi protecting them, Mu Xian's flames could not destroy them anytime soon.

Zuo Qianshan stood outside the formation, anxiety boiling in his heart.

He tried to