Caught Between Two Difficult Choices

In the Western Region, deserts gave rise to abyssal seas, and stars shot toward the Northern Dipper. Two mighty forces clashed here without cease.

Ever since the Impermanence Sect's meticulously arranged grand formation had been broken by the Jellyfish Palace using the Formation-Breaking Pearl, this place had become the battlefield for both sides' spellcraft. Even now, no victor had been decided.

"Subtly and imperceptibly, gathering the water veins, rewriting heaven and earth with acquired power—Canghai True Lord's methods truly are no simple matter. If this continues, I fear I really will lose."

Having transformed into an azure dragon and commanded the stars, True Lord Yingling looked upon the changes unfolding across the land, his face filled with gravity.

By now, he had no choice but to admit that even with True Lord Xuanji's and True Lord Execution's assistance, and even with the formation's power bolstering him, he still was no match for Canghai True Lord.

At the beginning, he might still have been able to suppress Canghai True Lord openly. But as time passed, Canghai True Lord became increasingly composed, and by now, his encirclement and interception had become practically useless against him.

Through a series of arrangements, Canghai True Lord had forcefully rewritten the advantageous terrain and gathered a great momentum of his own.

Just then, amid a violent roar from the earth below, a brilliant flash of spiritual light abruptly flickered out. Another formation had been swallowed by the abyssal sea.

Seeing this, True Lord Yingling's eyelid twitched slightly. He knew that Canghai True Lord's arrangements were complete and that he was preparing to reap the fruits of victory. Yet even though he saw through it, he found it difficult to stop him.

"I wonder how much longer Martial Uncle Xuan Qiong will need..."

Distracted by stray thoughts,