Chapter 2071: Heavenly Jade Treasure Tree, A Thread of Hope
Chapter 2071: Chapter 2071: Heavenly Jade Treasure Tree, A Thread of Hope
There’s no situation worse than this.The current Banan Border is likely already in deep peril; despite having Huo Xiedao guarding it, there are few high-level powers, and its fall is probably just a matter of time.
The most crucial factor now is time.
Currently, they cannot break through the formation quickly, and even worse... although they are able to resist the evil aura absorbing their blood essence and soul through their own strength and the righteousness of Han Shouyi, Lu Mingyuan, and the Qingcheng Mountain lineage, it is not permanent.
Han Shouyi spread his righteousness to everyone present... including all the elders and disciples of the Heavenly Seal Sect, frowning as he said, "At most, my immortal aura will be exhausted in five days."
Lu Mingyuan smiled bitterly, "I can only support for three days."
Needless to say for Ning Chenxin.
Although Ning Chenxin’s righteousness is purer than that of Han Shouyi and Lu Mingyuan, ultimately his realm does not compare to theirs.
Qin Zhao snorted coldly, "I don’t believe this formation can withstand the full power of all of us!"
Yang Shao nodded, "There’s no choice but to try now."
As soon as the words fell, everyone’s gaze focused on that dark red blood screen covering the sky and earth.
Jiang Yi nodded, holding the blood-colored saber horizontally in front of him, releasing the vast aura of the Formless Realm without reservation. The saber hummed, and the bloody aura surged skyward: "I will attack; everyone temporarily lend me your power, converge it at one point!"
The gray-clad elder stepped forward, his withered hand striking out, as a stream of pure and heavy gray immortal essence rushed into Jiang Yi’s body: "I’ll lend you a hand."
The Mystic Armor General let out a low roar, his battle spear pounding the ground, forming a silver torrent of battle intent that also converged towards Jiang Yi.
Ba Xiyue, Yang Shao, Qin Zhao, Chu Ran, and even the leader of the Heavenly Seal Sect at this moment abandoned any grudges and reservations, pouring out their power without holding back.
Han Shouyi, Lu Mingyuan, and Ning Chenxin simultaneously released their righteousness, not for direct attack but as a layer of clear halo enveloping Jiang Yi’s blade, aiming to purify the chaotic energy possibly absorbed by the formation, making the attack more pure.
Netherworld King, Hong Ying, and Xu Yeming exchanged glances and also transmitted their powers.
Jiang Yi felt the unprecedented surging power within him, his gaze sharp as a blade, gripping the hilt with both hands, slowly lifting it above his head.
The blood-colored saber absorbed everyone’s power, the blade violently trembling, emitting an overwhelmed hum, as the blood light intertwined with silver, gray, and green hues, finally materializing into a condensed extreme dark red saber beam, almost tearing the space!