At the sight of the two Inner Gods descending, everyone relaxed slightly, but the worry on their faces did not lessen.
The previous strongman had been invincible among the Seventh Rank in single combat, but this time it was a formation. There were only two ways to deal with a Devil Sect formation.
One was to rely on formidable mastery of formations, find the flaws in the formation, and unravel them one by one. But such cases were exceedingly rare, usually involving a high-rank cultivator against a low-rank one.
The other was to rely on the Righteous Qi of Literary Cultivation.
Other than that, even the Heavenly Fire and Heavenly Lightning of the Dao Sect could not resolve it.
It was not that Heavenly Fire and Heavenly Lightning were weak, but that there was not enough mana.
Li Qingxian's bolt of lightning earlier had been tremendously imposing, far surpassing Righteous Qi, but its drawback was its immense mana consumption and limited range.
Yet this Blood-Transforming Myriad Insects Formation was inexhaustible.
Everyone glanced at the Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman, then looked toward the Sky-Raising Cloud-Bearing Guard. The bright yellow cloud above his head slowly revolved, radiating golden light that no evil could invade.
"As long as we hold on, we can..."
"Not good, he..."
Everyone looked toward a Literary Cultivator whose entire body suddenly began blackening at a rapid pace. In the blink of an eye, his skin festered. The Martial Cultivator supporting him let go in horror and hurriedly wrapped his entire body in True Essence.
Li Qingxian sighed inwardly. This man had been the last Literary Cultivator he rescued. He had only been ten breaths too late, yet even with excellent antidotes, there was nothing he could do.
There was only one white goose jade pendant, and it could only