The storm raged on, its howling unceasing.
Among the many cultivators within the grand formation, only the dozen or so Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators wore grave expressions. Most of the others remained calm.
Once the grand formation broke, those Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators would surely die.
Some felt uneasy.
Some sank into despair.
Some still clung to a sliver of hope.
"When will this Annihilation Storm finally end? I don't want to die here."
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so thin that the Void Insight Realm experts' spirit bodies can't recover their magical power quickly enough. I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before the grand formation breaks."
"With four human immortal incarnations here, we should be able to hold out until the storm ends. As soon as a new spatial passage appears, we need to leave this damned place."
Within the storm, everyone's perception of time grew blurred.
Every second felt agonizingly long.
A single day was harder to endure than an entire year.
Liu Sanjia turned to glance at Chen Daniu and Hua Erniang. Less than thirty percent of his power remained.
If he continued sustaining the grand formation, it would be difficult for him to recover anytime soon.
"Fellow Daoists, I can't hold on much longer."
"Shouldn't we switch now?"
Chen Daniu opened his eyes, looking troubled.
"This Annihilation Storm prevents the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from gathering. I've recovered less than ten percent of my magical power. Sorry for the trouble, Daoist Brother, but please hold on a little longer."
Liu Sanjia snorted, his expression immediately souring.
"Easy for you to say. If I keep going, this human immortal incarnation will run out of power altogether."
"If you won't take your turn, we might as well dismantle the grand formation."