"Still not enough? It's been three days." Fu Beiwang sounded somewhat listless.
They had just poured another round of true qi into the formation that stored it.
They had done this three times over the past three days, nearly exhausting themselves each time. Even they were finding it hard to bear.
Breaking the formation was taking far longer than they had expected. They had originally thought a day would be enough at most.
Yet, to their surprise, the two formations had reached a stalemate.
That gave Xuan Yuanjun even less reason to concede defeat.
All they could do was keep pouring in true qi to sustain the formation's power.
It came down to who could hold out until the end.
"Another round or two, and more than half of us will be spent," Shentu Kuanglang said gravely. "If Du Mei and the others launch a surprise attack now, we'll be in a bad spot."
Shentu Kuanglang's concerns were certainly reasonable.
After pouring out true qi so frantically in such a short time, even Old Fools like them would struggle to recover, despite their miraculous pills.
"They wouldn't dare!" the Demon God snorted coldly.
His complexion looked rather poor as well, though he was considerably better off than the others.
"Not under normal circumstances, certainly. But they have the Longevity Daoist behind them," Xun Wuying said.
"At this critical juncture, if we hold back and the formation lacks the power to break through, we cannot bear the consequences of that failure," Ye Nishang said.
"Nishang's view is mine as well," Feng Qilou chimed in.
Everyone simply ignored him.
Whenever Ye Nishang was around, Feng Qilou rarely had any ideas of his own.
They were caught between advancing and retreating.
Even the Demon God had to weigh things carefully now.
They could