As he spoke, the Prison Race Eight-Tribulation Emperor Venerable suddenly unleashed the Army-Slaying Formation. Murderous intent glinted in his eyes...
The powerful force of the Army-Slaying Formation also violently blasted back the various monsters around them that had been about to attack indiscriminately.
"If this were before..."
"The monsters could have torn me to pieces. But now, Mystic Jade and our Emperor Ancestors are holding back the strongest monsters. Other than handing over the Spirit Willow Fragment, you have no second path to survival."
As he spoke, enormous fist-shaped soldier formations began to appear one after another.
Sikong Jing's gaze turned grave...
Mystic Jade Emperor had held back the monsters above the Seven-Tribulation level, but he had not been able to stop those of the Prison Race. He had just barely blocked the enemy's sword, yet now the enemy had formed an Army-Slaying Formation. Could the Spirit Willow Fragment withstand it?
Most likely not. It would be very difficult...
"Ancestor Duoye, purify a little more life force," Sikong Jing secretly transmitted to Liu Duoye.
In the middle of the giant mountain of fragments, her long hair streamed behind her as she frantically activated her new Spirit Race bloodline, frantically purifying the contaminated Spirit Willow roots. Yet she was still too weak.
Her realm was far too low.
When Liu Duoye died, she had only been at the Saint Martial Stage. In the few years since her revival, she had only cultivated to the Extreme Prison Stage.
Even though the life force of the Spirit Willow Fragment constantly resonated with her bloodline, one could not simply raise one's realm just because one wanted to.
Boom boom boom boom boom...
The fist-shaped soldier formations came crashing over.
Using the martial path of life force, Sikong Jing mobilized all the life-force power within