Watching Prison Stone Demon Ancestor escape the reach of Yuan City's array dealt everyone a crushing blow.
Xiao Wangtian felt it most keenly. He had burned two reserves of Origin Power to pin the fiend down for good and eliminate a major threat. Yet he had failed.
"Damn it. He still got away." Xiao Wangtian's voice was thick with anguish.
Myriad Realms Venerable, City Lord Miao Qing, City Lord Moyang, Qiansi Luoshan, and Bahe Supreme looked on with unwilling eyes.
This battle had cost them dearly, in strength and in morale.
Besides Prison Stone Demon Ancestor, there were Yemo and Chigu River outside. Both were World-Level Hunyuan Lifeforms, and apart from She Chuan, no one could stand against them.
"Wangtian, don't take it so hard. He must have burned his Origin Bloodline too. That's a serious injury. He won't regain his peak strength anytime soon, and even if he does recover quickly, the price will be immense," Myriad Realms Venerable said as he walked up beside him.
"It's a bitter loss," City Lord Miao Qing said.
"Yemo slipped in too. We threw everything we had at Prison Stone and still couldn't stop him. When Chigu River breaks in and He Tianxun returns, what will we use to hold them off?" Xiao Wangtian gave a hollow laugh, sorrow in his eyes.
"Yemo has no suitable body. He won't be as fearsome as Prison Stone. Within the Source World, I can handle him myself," Myriad Realms Venerable said.
"Myriad Realms, you're underestimating He Tianxun. The fact that he created those others means it's only a matter of time before Yemo recovers his peak strength. Once He Tianxun returns, we'll be completely on the defensive. Losing two reserves of Origin Power is nothing to me; my strength has merely fallen. What worries me