It was also after these short moments that the Gate of Exile dispersed. If Lin Xun had been casting this ability in its smallest form, then it wouldn't have just lasted for this amount of time.0

However, it was already enough for him. Out of the thirty-seven peak Nirvana Spirit experts from the Ten Immortal Giants, twelve had been conquered in just moments. Furthermore, the price was only roughly forty percent of his power, making it quite a good deal.0

Meanwhile, Wang Juehuan’s face had turned livid under the successive deaths of his companions. Frustration and fury were suffocating his heart. As the pride of the Wang Clan, a peerless demon and a divine son whose goal was the Ninth Heaven Domain, he had never suffered such a great loss since he had started cultivating.0

He asked himself if their preparation for this operation had been inadequate, but the answer was an absolute no as they had never looked down on or underestimated the enemy. Despite that, they were still facing such a heavy setback. How could he remain calm?1

“Attack!”0

Wang Juehuan didn’t let his rage go to his head. The moment he sensed the disappearance of the Gate of Exile,...0