Halberd Light Presses Repeatedly, Evasion Banners Flee, Routed Army Flees Blood-Clad Pursuit

At the critical moment, Yan Lu reacted with lightning speed, snatching the Primordial Banner from Yang Ren's hands. In his haste, he roused the last remnants of True Essence within him and fiercely swung the banner!

But the moment the Primordial Banner was activated, he felt as though a colossal Taotie beast had taken a savage gulp from within him. In an instant, more than half his True Essence was drained away. His already pale face turned several shades whiter, and even his breathing hitched!

It was all because he had failed to seize the time earlier to restore his True Essence. Instead, he had rushed to activate that lava staff artifact to smash the Purple-Gold Divine Mountain. The True Essence in his body had already been nearly exhausted—how could he withstand the Primordial Banner's consumption?

The two rode the Primordial Banner's rosy glow and landed over a dozen zhang away. Yan Lu supported Yang Ren, and only then did they barely manage to steady themselves. His voice carried lingering alarm and fear. "Senior Brother, this banner consumes far too much. The little True Essence I had was almost completely drained."

Having survived the calamity, Yang Ren's voice had changed from fright. As he sat cross-legged and stuffed pills into his mouth, he urged, "Cut the crap. Hold on for a while first—I need to recover my True Essence!"

"Today, no matter what, we're going to outlast that bastard!"

He truly was exploding with rage.

They had even brought out the Red Water Formation from the Ten Absolute Formations. They had clearly trapped Zhao Cheng so tightly, yet they were the ones being pressed down and beaten.

His throat had been injured, Yan Lu's artifact had been destroyed, and now they had nearly been killed because their True Essence was