The Black-Robed Altar Master, badly wounded when the formations were broken one after another, had retreated to the core of the sixth Formation Core.
He raised a hand to wipe black Demon Blood from his lips. His chest heaved, and the fear in his eyes had hardened into a resolve to shatter both jade and stone.
The Heart-Illusion Formation could not trap Cheng Heng's soul, and the Blood-Devouring Vajra-Slaughter Formation could not gnaw through his martial bones. Ordinary spells and formations had lost all meaning against him.
The Altar Master no longer hoped to wear Cheng Heng down with tricks. He would bind him with the earth veins, then send hundreds of Demon Sacrifice Death Soldiers against him in wave after wave. Their bodies had been sacrificed, leaving only their instinct to kill. They would grind away his strength and Vajra Force.
"Cheng Heng, you broke five formations in succession. Your martial arts and soul are both unmatched. I must admit, you are the strongest righteous cultivator to enter the Southern Region's Demon Altar in centuries."
The Altar Master's voice echoed through the deep passage, cold with resolve.
"But breaking formations won't let you escape this land! My Demon Altar refined its earth veins long ago. Once the formation opens, heaven and earth themselves become your cage. Let's see whether your body and soul can stay at their peak forever beneath an endless siege of Demon Sacrifice Death Soldiers!"
His words ended in a thunderous boom!
Dark demonic patterns flared across the rock beneath Cheng Heng's feet and raced along the passage walls. The crushing power of the earth veins pressed in from every direction, like ten thousand invisible chains winding around every limb and bone.
Cheng Heng's feet sank slightly. The Inner Vajra Realm power flowing around him faltered.