Though the Seven-Treasure Gourds possessed unparalleled might, the cultivation of their seven masters varied greatly. Even though the Purple Yin Realm had lavished considerable resources upon them over the years—
by now, the weakest among them, Fire Daoist Li, had only reached the fourth level of the Primordial Spirit realm, while the strongest was merely at the seventh level. Their power fell far short of the Eight Trigrams Immortal-Refining Formation jointly presided over by the Half-Immortal Patriarchs.
The Big Dipper Seven-Star Formation was much the same. Although Star Palace had gathered seven Primordial Spirit cultivators, their cultivation levels differed too greatly, and they ultimately could not bring the formation's power to its utmost limit.
Therefore, if the Outer Realm Demon God's second divine embryo broke free, there would no longer be any trapping formation in the world capable of confining it. Slaying it would naturally become ten thousand times more difficult.
In such a pivotal battle, everyone understood its importance and naturally did not dare relax in the slightest.
Seeing how exceedingly solemn everyone was, Chen Nianzhi no longer hesitated and strode toward the Ninth Firmament.
"Hummm—"
At the same time, the Outer Realm Demon God's second Primordial Spirit within the formation seemed to sense something.
The East Emperor's body sat quietly within the grand formation, hair disheveled, its broad and mighty frame cross-legged in stillness. Then, it suddenly opened its eyes.
Those pupils were pitch-black, as unfathomable as a bottomless abyss. They inspired such dread that none dared meet their gaze.
"Boom—"
The Outer Realm Demon God moved. Its towering, robust body rose to its full height. Though countless shackles bound its body, it still straightened its spine inch by inch.
Like a devil god creating heaven and earth, it seemed to prop apart the world. Every inch of