"True Person Xiangtian..." Xiao Hua swung the As-You-Wish Staff, anger rising on his face as he shouted sternly, "Didn't you see? Every time you fight someone, it triggers changes in the imperial formation, and each change is worse than the last. You already caused more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators to be buried in this formation. Must you drag all of us down with you as well?"
Xiao Hua's voice was thunderous, like a thunderclap within the imperial formation. True Person Yuanqing heard it and could not help but feel his heart and spirit tremble. He was immediately aghast. "Th-this... How can Xiao Hua speak within the imperial formation?"
"True Person Xiao..." True Person Yuanqing hurriedly opened his mouth, but just as he had expected, even though his voice carried magical power, it still could not travel far.
At that moment, the flute music within the imperial formation suddenly turned shrill and piercing. The faint wind that had arisen earlier violently intensified. This weak wind was more formidable than any magical treasure; when it blew over True Person Yuanqing, the protective golden light around him visibly guttered out! Nor was that all. Even the radiance on the Minghao Halberd flickered rapidly, while a sensation of abruptly intensified friction against sand and gravel transmitted itself from the halberd. The weak wind of the imperial formation could actually wear down even magical treasures.
"Not good..." True Person Yuanqing's expression changed. Opening his mouth, he sent a watery blue pearl soaring into the air. A misty blue radiance descended, enveloping him completely. Across the surface of that radiance, strings of tiny bubbles rose under the weak wind, bursting with crackles and pops like boiling water.
Though the water pearl could not fully ward off the weak wind, True Person Yuanqing still let