If these formations kept coming without end, their patience would soon be worn away.
Imperial Remnant Manor truly lived up to its standing as a sect with a ten-thousand-year legacy, and one that had never suffered the impact of the Thousand-Year Period at that. Its foundations ran deep.
"Never mind the other formations for now. We still need to break through the one before us first," Feng He said.
"Then, if everyone gives it their all, I reckon this layer will take about an hour or two?" Mo Pozheng said.
"An hour or two?" Feng He's eyes widened. "Just an hour or two, and you were hemming and hawing over so little time? What are you afraid of?"
"Just an hour or two?" Mo Pozheng snorted. "This layer might only take an hour or two, but the two inside might take months, or years."
"Such a big difference?" Pang Ji asked.
"It's all conjecture on my part. Perhaps the ones inside will only take an hour or two as well," Mo Pozheng said.
"Let's try it first," Pang Ji said. "Does anyone have any other suggestions?"
"Since there are no objections, let's begin," Pang Ji said again when no one spoke.
As Wu Xuancang watched everyone launch attacks on the formation, he still felt some anxiety.
If this continued, Imperial Remnant Manor really would be destroyed.
But a lone tree could not hold up the roof. No one would support him or stand on his side.
"These are your Imperial Remnant Manor's final three layers of formations?" Sensing the changes in the outermost formation, Jiang Pandong could not help scoffing. "It looks like it won't hold out much longer. One hour or two? The two formations inside might last a little longer, but even twice as long would only be