C972 Core Region

Sweat beaded on Pei Junlin's forehead, a clear sign of his exhaustion. It was then that the nine Sovereigns realized the sheer energy required to deduce a Formation.

Outside, the relentless assault persisted.

The extraterritorial demons hammered at the Formation with untiring fervor, some even wielding their Spirit Treasures to amplify the onslaught.

Whoosh!

A massive black bird took flight