(Fourth update)
"How... how could this happen?"
Watching the Temple Knight who had cultivated the Eight Gates Released Formation and had nearly opened the Fourth Gate die miserably before him, Platinum Bishop Salas felt somewhat panicked and confused.
This wasn't how the script was supposed to go!
After his expression changed slightly, Platinum Bishop Salas, being a man who had seen the world, quickly calmed down. He rushed over to the Temple Knight Duncan's body, crouched down, and checked his breathing with a finger. There was no breath left at all. He was beyond saving.
There was not a trace of pity on Platinum Bishop Salas's face as he directly tore open the Temple Knight's armor.
Don't misunderstand—he was not some pervert. He merely wanted to see why this Temple Knight had suddenly died from an exploded chest cavity.
After removing the armor and upper garments, what appeared before Platinum Bishop Salas was a mangled, bloody wound. The sternum and internal organs within the chest cavity had been mixed together and were already unrecognizable, like a puddle of chewed-up jelly or baby rice paste. It was simply impossible to determine what had caused all of this.
With a sigh, Platinum Bishop Salas thought to himself:
The road ahead is long and arduous! It seems that while the Eight Gates Released Formation is powerful, its hidden risks are exceptionally high as well. If one cultivates it rashly, one might end up like him.
It looks like I'll have to return to the Dream World at this time tomorrow and keep digging into Yang Ming's cultivation details and experience with the Eight Gates Released Formation.
As the saying went, fleece a sheep once and it felt good; keep fleecing it, and it kept feeling good.
Clearly, Platinum Bishop Salas had finally caught