The Array-Breaking Awl was forcibly knocked flying as well.
"I'd like to see how much longer you can hold out."
The young man steadied the Array-Breaking Awl once more, then poured immortal power into it as though it cost nothing.
Another strike landed, and the entire Heaven-Shrouding Grand Formation shook. The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly; sweetness rose in his throat, and threads of blood spread across the corners of his mouth.
The blood and qi within his body churned violently, leaving him unbearably uncomfortable.
Even he was in such a state, so the other cultivators naturally fared no better. One after another, they spat out mouthfuls of blood, their auras withering.
Before the grand formation had even been broken, nearly half of them had already been injured.
"The Array-Breaking Awl can only be used three times. They've already withstood two strikes—now it depends on whether they can endure the last one."
A cultivator analyzed aloud. Though Array-Breaking Awls were fairly well-known, they were undoubtedly rare, because they were consumable items.
Ordinary Array-Breaking Awls only possessed the power for a single strike, while a supreme-grade artifact had enough power for three.
After three strikes, the Array-Breaking Awl would become scrap metal, no longer a supreme-grade artifact.
That was why Array-Breaking Awls were so precious. Destroying a top-grade supreme artifact after only three strikes—even Golden Immortal factions were not so extravagantly wealthy.
"One last strike. Take their lives."
The young man's face darkened slightly. He had thought everyone in the Blood Pool was useless trash, yet they actually had some skill, managing to withstand the Array-Breaking Awl's power twice. Not bad.
But could you block this one?
For a moment, the disciples of the four great demonic sects all gathered together, while above their heads, the Array-Breaking Awl radiated waves of