"Hahaha, as expected, Heaven did not let down those with determination. I knew Yang Chen could not have escaped far; he had to be on Fashen Star. Where is he? Let us move quickly and kill him first." Several Heavenly Separation Realm cultivators spoke impatiently.
If they killed Yang Chen, the merit would be enormous. The very thought of it filled them with anticipation.
"Do not rush. Last time, we joined forces and still let him escape. This time, no matter what, we cannot let him flee again. If we fail again and the Heavenly Mandate Realm lord arrives, we will have no more chance. The Heavenly Dao Eye has told me that Yang Chen is cultivating. There is no need to hurry. First summon all the manpower from the other planes, set up a net that reaches Heaven and Earth, and make sure to kill him."
... For a time, countless Heavenly Separation Realm experts mobilized and waited. In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.
Ten days later, Yang Chen had already faintly sensed that many Heavenly Separation Realm experts had surrounded him. Yet he showed no reaction, remaining seated with his eyes closed and motionless.
By this point, the essence within the Glazed Ore before him had completely dispersed, while Xuan Jie's corpse had likewise turned into nothingness.
His aura surged and weakened by turns, wildly unstable as he stood at the most critical juncture of breaking through.
At the same time, the Heavenly Separation Realm experts of Taiyuan Palace were silently closing in on him.
"Night King, you will command this time. When do we strike?" The other Heavenly Separation Realm experts looked toward the black-clad Heavenly Separation Realm cultivator in the distance and asked.
This black-clad Heavenly Separation Realm cultivator was known as