Pfft!
Song Qingyuan spat out another mouthful of blood and rolled straight off the collapsing altar.
Lin Chuan had forcibly seized half of the already-integrated formation from him. This was an immense blow to Song Qingyuan. Moreover, he was not merely physically injured—what he found even harder to accept was the devastating blow to his spirit.
Everything... had ended just like that!
They had schemed for so long. Ever since the Song Family discovered clues about the Immortal Mansion three years ago, they had secretly prepared for all this time, pouring almost every resource they had into it. Yet in the end, it had all been ruined by Akatsuki!
They seemed like natural enemies. They had been opposed from the very beginning, and despite the vast disparity in their strength, Akatsuki had repeatedly sabotaged their crucial operations. In the end, not only had the Song Family failed to realize its ambition of controlling the entire Immortal Mansion, but half of the Immortal Mansion's control had been forcibly snatched away. Every bit of it was like a heavy punch smashing viciously into Song Qingyuan's heart.
The core region was collapsing, and this independent space was rapidly disintegrating. Countless wisps of black mist had already appeared at the horizon—the unique black fog of the Dark Swamp. Before long, the main hall and the Inheritance Land here would truly appear within the Immortal Mansion and merge into one!
At that very moment, Song Qingyuan suddenly erupted. With hysterical madness, his mid-Nascent Soul cultivation caused the core region's winds and clouds to churn. A radiant sword aura dozens of meters long condensed in an instant, its sharp edge stabbing directly toward Lin Chuan and the others.
The power of this strike had completely surpassed the Immortal Mansion's cultivation suppression, because Song Qingyuan had now