This place was far too close to the Sea-Heaven Pillar. Soon, Ao Han's troops stationed around it came to reinforce him and escorted the gravely wounded Ao Han back.
But Ao Ming's blow had utterly shattered all of Ao Han's plans.
He himself was gravely wounded, and his troops simply could not gather enough crystal stones for the grand formation.
Thus, once the Sixth Highness's Demon Army reached the Sea-Heaven Pillar, Ao Han knew his cause was lost. The Dragon King's Throne would never be his.
He was already severely injured, yet for days he had refused to rest and recover, continuing instead to oversee the collection of crystal stones.
Now that his hopes had come to nothing, his mind faltered in an instant and his spiritual power reversed its flow. He suffered qi deviation right there in his camp, spat out several mouthfuls of dragon blood, and lost consciousness.
There were, after all, some clever fellows among his subordinates. They knew there was no point thinking about the Dragon King's Throne anymore; keeping their highness alive was the right choice. They therefore escorted the unconscious Ao Han away from the Sea-Heaven Pillar, disappearing to parts unknown.
Meanwhile, the Sixth Highness's troops who had come to the rescue scratched their heads as they stared at the seamless grand formation surrounding the Sea-Heaven Pillar. They had no ability to break it and could only circle helplessly outside.
As the other dragon princes' rescue forces arrived outside the Sea-Heaven Pillar one after another, the scene grew lively.
These forces guarded against one another, even setting their camps far apart.
Had the dragon princes' troops united, they might have had a chance of breaking the Sea-Heaven One-Line Grand Formation. But under the present circumstances, how could they possibly unite?
The dragon princes inside