After nine Soul Rings rose, the sounds of slaughter in the gorge gradually quieted.
The Royal Knights gripped their shields, but their legs bent beyond their control. Dozens at the front dropped to their knees one after another, unable to support themselves even with all their strength.
Yue Guan descended atop golden petals, his gaze passing over Flender and Zhao Wuji before settling on Tang San.
"Remnants of the Clear Sky Sect. You really dared to come to Spirit City."
Tang San bit down on his tongue, using the pain to stay conscious as swathes of Blue Silver Grass burst from beneath his feet.
"Mubai, tighten the formation! Everyone, get close to the carriages!"
"White Tiger Protective Barrier!"
Dai Mubai stood at the front, and Ning Rongrong's enhancement light fell over him as well. Yet the white barrier had barely expanded before the pressure of a Titled Douluo crushed it back against his body.
Xiao Wu braced herself against the carriage shaft and turned toward Tang San.
"Third Brother, what's wrong with your Blue Silver Grass?"
The vines spread across the ground trembled constantly. Even the Blue Silver Prison could not take shape.
Tang San forcibly circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, veins bulging across his forehead.
"The difference in Soul Power is too great. Protect the teachers first!"
He thought the Blue Silver Grass could not withstand a Titled Douluo's pressure, never realizing that Ji Yuan had already withdrawn every dark red root from the hidden layer beneath his shoe soles.
As soon as the aura of Yue Guan's Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum spread out, the Ambrosial Arbor Core sent forth an intense longing.
The Immortal Herb Origins were drawing one another in.
If Ji Yuan released his suppression, the main root underground would pounce on Yue Guan and devour