"Even if this formation's power doubled again..."
"Before the mighty power of Spirit Transformation, it would still inevitably shatter—utterly unable to withstand a single blow."
"That may be so, but the only pity is that this trump card personally bestowed by the Association President was meant to be saved for an even greater crisis."
"Yet now, it has to be spent here. What a waste."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. Though regretful, they knew there was no other choice at present.
After exchanging silent looks for several breaths...
The Half Venerables finally withdrew their fixed gazes from the formation. Their expressions turned cold once more as they began discussing a plan.
"Enough!"
"Since Ten Thousand Immortals Sect still has diehard remnants stubbornly resisting and refusing to surrender with their hands tied, there is no need to wait for that so-called quarter of an hour. We will attack the formation directly. What do you all think?"
"Agreed!"
"The sooner we break the formation, the sooner we complete the mission. There is no need to waste time here."
"I second that!"
"However, when the time comes, let me make the first move and test this formation's true quality, probing out its foundations. It will not be too late to use the Jade Talisman afterward."
No one objected, and all nodded in assent.
The next moment, A Half Venerable expert clad in a yellow robe stepped out from the crowd. His aura was deep and restrained, while the Spirit Light of Spirit Treasures coiled around his body. His figure flickered abruptly—
Only a faint afterimage remained where he had stood, and he vanished from the battleship's deck in an instant.
When he appeared again...
He was already standing alone a thousand li before Ten Thousand Immortals Sect's dark green formation, his aura