"The Door of Silence was taken?"
At Hun Yuantian's words, the expressions of the three gaunt elders immediately turned exceedingly grim. One of them could not help but roar, "Hun Yuantian, we spent years planning before we managed to cultivate four Doors of Silence, yet you lost one in such a short time?"
Hun Yuantian's expression shifted unpredictably, his heart filled with rage. He had never expected that a mere moment of carelessness would give Xiao Yan an opening. The formation they had established was a notorious grand formation from the old days of the Central Continent. Once four Doors of Silence were erected, they could create a World of Death. Any expert trapped within, even a seven- or eight-star Dou Saint, would be enveloped by endless death aura and gradually sink into oblivion.
If this grand formation had been successfully unleashed, it would certainly have dealt the allied forces a devastating blow. Yet no one had expected such a mishap to occur at this critical moment.
"That brat has actually reached the Emperor Realm in spiritual strength. I never expected him to find the Soulstone I hid within the Door of Silence so quickly and erase my soul imprint."
Hun Yuantian gritted his teeth and spoke unwillingly.
"What do we do now? There is not much life force left in our bodies. Once we act this time, the life force we have accumulated will be completely exhausted. We will need to recuperate for quite some time before we can act again. If another great battle breaks out during that period, we will be unable to intervene!"
One gaunt elder glared resentfully at Hun Yuantian before turning to the other two.
"The price has already been paid, so naturally we cannot let our efforts go to waste. Activate the formation