"How much longer can you hold on?" Lin Chuan asked Vermilion Bird with a grave expression.
He could already sense Kirin's power waning. After all, it was sustained by external power. No matter how formidable Qin Lang was, he could not keep Kirin at its peak at all times, much less maintain it indefinitely. Once Qin Lang became exhausted, Kirin would dissipate as well.
"I can hold on for fifteen more breaths at most!" Qin Lang said, breathing heavily. He had already reached his limit. If he kept pushing, he feared he would be dragged down with it.
"Fifteen breaths..." Lin Chuan murmured with a deep frown, his Mangekyō Sharingan sweeping over everyone within the formation.
Vermilion Bird's Kirin, combined with everyone's outburst of power, had instantly killed more than five hundred [Heavenly Court] assassins. But it was not enough. The formation's power had not declined much, and if the attacks from outside ceased, those inside would still be unable to withstand the formation's might.
Moreover, by now, most of the people in the formation had revealed their trump cards and unleashed every means of attack at their disposal. Many of those attacks could not be maintained, such as Kong Chen's domain. Thus, the number of [Heavenly Court] assassins they could kill was no longer so terrifying. Besides, they had already killed the assassins nearest to them. To kill others, they would have to venture deeper into the formation, which meant enduring even more attacks from the formation and greater psychological pressure. The situation was far from as optimistic as it appeared.
At present, the only one capable of continuously killing at high intensity within the formation was Lin An. Aside from Kong Chen, the divine envoys of the [Akatsuki] organization were mostly only at the Void Refinement stage, making