Heaven Wouldn't Be So Interesting Without You, Snow Leopard

As countless vengeful souls fell upon the Snow Leopard Sacred Beast, the crowd watched in horror as the Snow Leopard Sacred Beast's body gradually shrank.

Its cultivation realm was sealed away bit by bit.

The snow leopard's eyes blazed with fury, yet it could not use any of its divine abilities.

"We've been tricked."

After coming to his senses, the Li Tang Sect's First Elder spoke bitterly.

"They spent ten thousand years setting up this trap, all to deal with the Snow Leopard Patriarch."

As long as the Snow Leopard Patriarch continued guarding the Li Tang Mountains, even if the Nether Sea army stormed the Li Tang Mountains, the Snow Leopard Patriarch, holding the advantage of time and terrain, would drive them back.

Only by dealing with the Snow Leopard Patriarch

could the Nether Sea truly stand a chance of winning!

Seeing more and more demonic beasts and demon cultivators gathering around them, despair already filled everyone's hearts.

They could not win if they fought.

They had even less chance of escaping.

Everyone instinctively turned to Wang Yuan, their pillar of support.

Wang Yuan naturally understood what they meant.

His expression was miserable as he nodded slightly and looked north.

The one in charge of guarding the northern formation was his ambitious martial uncle, Jicheng.

After recovering from his earlier panic, he had figured it out as well.

His martial uncle had become utterly unscrupulous in his bid for power.

With matters having reached this point, there was no other choice.

The only way to break the deadlock

was to invoke a god.

The common people of the Nine Heavens Continent believed in different gods, while cultivators believed in their own strength.

But in the Li Tang Mountains, even cultivators believed in one god.

The Needle-Staring Great Emperor.

Wang Yuan