Watching from the Sidelines (Thirty-One)

After Eastern King Duke and the Witch Clan had fought for quite some time, they were no longer testing each other's strength. They were testing each other's "endurance."

It was strange, really. Before the Witch Clan appeared, when Eastern King Duke was fighting Dijun and Taiyi, he had looked half-dead and ready to collapse. How was he still standing after fighting the Witch Clan for so long?

Eastern King Duke really could "hold on." Look what he had "dragged" the Witch Clan into. At this rate, he might even drag them to their deaths. Was this a strategy built around the word "drag"? Or had he been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along?

The Witch Clan had been stronger than Eastern King Duke from the start, yet now they were evenly matched? What was wrong with them? Had they failed to bring out their full strength? Did they look down on the Purple Mansion Faction so much that they refused to? Or would the Purple Mansion Faction win because they were an army fighting with its back to the wall? Until it was over, who could say?

One thing was clear, at least: Eastern King Duke did not manage to "drag" the Witch Clan to their deaths. He nearly "exhausted" himself to death instead.

Of course, Eastern King Duke could not literally die of exhaustion. But the Witch Clan had indeed broken his Myriad Immortals Formation—or rather, his body and Primordial Spirit could no longer bear such an enormous "burden." Both had nearly collapsed, leaving the formation no choice but to break.

Unfortunately, Eastern King Duke was no Sage. Otherwise, he never would have found himself in such an "awkward" predicament. It was enough to leave anyone speechless.

When the Myriad Immortals Formation broke, the backlash gravely