A Masterful Stroke

No matter how incomprehensible the formation Su Ming had reforged was, so baffling that even Ling Xi could not unravel it, its essence was still energy—a mass of energy bound in place.

As long as it was energy, it was easy to handle.

Lin Jun slowly sensed the two sections of the Stone Stele and gradually began controlling them to absorb the energy the Celestial Fox Clan had accumulated over countless billions of years.

The energy within the Stone Stele had long been squandered when Lin Jun wiped out the Sea Demons last time. It was utterly empty now.

The moment it was inserted into the formation brimming with energy, it began crazily drawing in that energy like a sponge. Even the entire Desolate Sea began to tremble.

With the Stone Stele at its center, the entire Desolate Sea formed a massive whirlpool. The Stone Stele devoured the energy madly, showing no sign whatsoever of reaching saturation.

Watching the enormous whirlpool before her, Ling Xi stood frozen with her mouth slightly open. She seemed to want to say something, yet not a single word came out.

She had never imagined that the formation Su Ming had painstakingly created would be broken so muddleheadedly, and even be turned around for Lin Jun's use.

Could Lin Jun truly finish Su Ming off today?

Though Ling Xi had not seen Su Ming, she knew that in his current state, he was no match for Lin Jun at all. After all, although Su Ming had forcibly summoned the Heavenly Tribulation ahead of time, it had not fully descended yet. Most of those Sea Demons were still in the gestation stage, so Su Ming could not possibly recover so quickly.

But before long, Ling Xi's expression grew increasingly grave. As that lifeless energy was exhausted,