Lady Qingshan had suffered the worst injuries.
Blood covered her. Her Dao Body, tempered through countless trials, had nearly shattered, and she had long since fallen unconscious.
Only when Ant True Person channeled a thread of power into her did she barely come to.
The black-haired young man stood atop the roof ridge, ten thousand arcs of lightning gathering in his palm, his oppressive might like a prison.
The three of them had almost no strength to resist. Their situation hung by a thread.
Ant True Person forced himself to draw a breath and wiped the blood from his mouth. "Damn it, this time... I'm afraid I'm going to die here."
Treasure-Filled Daoist could not move a muscle. His chest heaved as he gritted his teeth and stared at the black-haired young man. "Even if I die—"
"I'll take you with me!"
Before the words had faded, the power remaining in his body erupted. His cultivation surged past the Dragon Court Realm and straight into the Great Dao Golden Core!
The violent fluctuation in his cultivation immediately triggered the restrictions here.
A supreme will descended from the void.
The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury strictly forbade cultivation above the Dragon Court Realm. Anyone who broke through would be wiped out by heaven and earth—
But!
Before that supreme will could fully descend, a four-sided formation suddenly rose from the surrounding temple. Spreading from beneath the young man's feet, it became a nine-palace diagram that sealed off this entire stretch of heaven and earth.
Under the formation, the will of heaven and earth slowly withdrew.
Disbelief filled Treasure-Filled Daoist's face. "These are rules set by heaven and earth... How can a formation shut them out?"
The black-haired young man stood within the formation and smiled faintly. "The weak obey the rules. The strong