The power of a fifth-stage formation-breaking talisman naturally did not amount to much. Before a sixth-stage formation, it could barely stir a ripple.
But now, the sixth-stage formation was already riddled with cracks from the Heaven-Shattering Battle Formation.
The next moment, a tremendous clang rang out, and panes of spiritual light instantly began shattering like mirrors.
A massive breach soon appeared.
"Seal it, now! Seal it even if it costs your lives!" The eight demon dragons and three spiritual phantoms of Three-Aspect Ancient Demons had only just emerged, and clearly could not move in to plug the gap immediately.
Ahead of the spiritual phantoms, countless blood zombies and several demonic banners took up position first.
At that moment, all the demonic cultivators understood that if Penglai's great formation fell, their chances of surviving this battle would be slim.
After all, the Nascent Soul fighting strength before them exceeded their own by more than four or five times.
Had Scarlet Blood's and Holy Cloud's Origin Souls still been there, they would never have been reduced to this.
But now, Red Devil, the only one whose Nascent Soul fighting strength could be considered top-tier, was in secluded cultivation inside the hall.
Judging by the time that had passed, he had already reached the crucial stage of nurturing his divine soul, preparing to condense his Primordial Spirit and break the shackles of his cultivation realm.
He needed at least another year or so before he could emerge unscathed. Clearly, their opponents had calculated every last detail.
If Red Devil were forcibly awakened, serious injury from the backlash would be the least of his worries. More likely, even his Nascent Soul would fail to withstand the true essence and divine soul of Spirit Transformation, dissipating and killing him outright.
Yet if they did not