"They've gone." Feng Qilou sighed.
"Huang Xiao and the others have gone, so we need to begin too," Xuan Yuanjun said. "Next, we must keep pouring True Qi into the small inscribed formation to increase its power."
"As long as I'm not dead, I won't stop feeding the formation," the Demon God said.
The Demon God's attitude was shared by the others. At a time like this, none of them could hold anything back.
"Du Mei?" Xuan Yuanjun looked at Du Mei again.
"I want to live," Du Mei replied.
Xuan Yuanjun nodded.
The others, including the Demon God, said nothing more.
At this point, Du Mei could only join forces with them. Otherwise, if they died, she would not survive either.
"Hmm?" As the Demon God poured his True Qi into the small inscribed formation, he could not help exclaiming in surprise. "Zhu Qingquan, just how much Origin Flame did you incorporate into this inscribed formation?"
They had already sensed that the inscribed formation was filled with the aura of Origin Flame. According to Xuan Yuanjun, this was to make it resonate with the Vortex Grand Formation, so it was only to be expected.
But only when he actually began pouring in True Qi did he sense more clearly that the aura of Origin Flame contained within the inscribed formation far exceeded what he had imagined.
"Aside from what was consumed refining Supreme Treasures and the like, almost all the remaining Origin Flame went into this," Zhu Qingquan said.
He had left only the tiniest seed of Origin Flame with the Zhu Family. Tens of thousands of years of accumulation had all been used up.
"Hahaha!" Hearing Zhu Qingquan's words, the Demon God burst into laughter. "You really were willing to part with it."
"When I'm about to lose