Zhao Qianhe and the others immediately obeyed, activating the Celestial Stars Battle Formation. Countless chains of starlight and spheres of destruction surged toward the three Return to Void cultivators, blotting out the sky as they tried to block their path.
"Get out of my way!"
Sword Lord Xuansha roared. His sword light flared, forcibly cleaving through the obstructing chains of starlight.
Old Ghost Youquan waved the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Amid howling ghosts and wailing spirits, resentful souls poured out like a tide, counteracting the impact of the spheres of destruction.
Xing Chanzi chanted sacred mantras, shielding himself with Buddhist light as he pressed forward through the attacks.
Determined to leave, the three Return to Void cultivators attacked with all their might, heedless of the expenditure. They were about to break through the formation's blockade and charge into the ruins.
Watching them rush toward the entrance at any cost, Great General Weiwu glared so fiercely that the corners of his eyes nearly split, yet he was powerless to stop them.
Forcing the War God Totem into action earlier had already damaged his essence. Now, let alone intercepting them, he could barely remain standing.
"Great General!"
Zhao Qianhe hurried forward to support the swaying Great General Weiwu, his face full of anxiety.
"It's nothing..."
Great General Weiwu waved a hand. His face was as pale as paper, but he still forced himself to take out and swallow a pill the size of a longan, wreathed in hazy purple qi.
Only after swallowing it did a trace of color return to his face.
"Let them go in."
He gazed at the dark vortex with a complicated expression. "Since these ruins were left by the Star Palace, a great primordial sect, the restrictions within must be extraordinarily dangerous."
"Those three old devils barged