95: Wang Teng is in despair; where are the reinforcements?!

"Boom—Crack!"

The deafening roar was no longer a dull impact but transformed into a sharp, mournful shriek that drilled viciously into the depths of everyone's Divine Soul present!

The sound was also mixed with a spine-chilling cracking noise, as if an invisible giant hand was slowly crushing a huge piece of crystal.

The "Eight Desolations Dragon-Locking Formation," jointly upheld by eight Saint Kings and one Great Sage, couldn't even last a single breath under the concentrated fire of four attacks of the same level.

On the protective barrier, the eight golden divine dragons coiling and dancing visibly dimmed in brilliance.

"Pfft—!"

Accompanied by a cracking sound, the head of one of the divine dragons was brutally cleaved open by a bloody blade light, leaving a deep, bone-revealing fissure!

Outside the Formation, the eight Wang Family Elders presiding over the grand Formation trembled violently in unison. Their faces instantly flushed a liver-red color, and they simultaneously spat out mouthfuls of reverse blood mixed with fragments of internal organs!

Their auras deflated like punctured balloons, instantly withering!

The Formation was on the verge of shattering!

"Hold it! All of you, hold it for this old man!"

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's eyes were bloodshot. The sage power within his body, burning his Lifespan like a burst dam, surged frantically toward the collapsing Formation.

He knew: if the Formation broke, they would die!

All of them would be torn into the finest dust by this torrent of energy!

But no matter how strong he was, he was only a Great Sage!

Facing the relentless siege of at least five experts of the same level, it was already a miracle he had held on this long!

"Crack... crack-crack..."

Cracks on the protective barrier spread frantically like a spiderweb.

Blinding golden light shot out from the fissures, illuminating with perfect clarity the face of Wang Teng inside the war chariot below, twisted with extreme terror.

"No... no... I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

Wang Teng looked up at the golden sky about to shatter above him, feeling the deathly aura that had already seeped through—cold enough to freeze his Divine Soul. The last thread of his sanity snapped!

He leapt up from the ground like a mad dog whose tail had been stepped on.

His whole body trembled like a leaf in an autumn wind as he crawled on all fours to the communication Formation, then actually knelt down with a "thud"!

He frantically clawed at the runes on it with his nails, his voice hoarse and tearful as he screamed:

"Reinforcements! Where are the other reinforcements from our Wang Family! Why haven't they arrived yet!"

"Father! Father, save me! Your son is about to die! I'm going to die! I don't want to die, wuwuwu..."

His sharp, piercing wails echoed within the narrow carriage.

Above the chariot roof, hearing Wang Teng's spineless lament, the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's livid face turned even uglier.

He couldn't understand it either.

According to the plan, the Family's support team should have arrived long ago. Why, until now, hadn't even a ghost of them been seen?

Could it be... something had happened to them too?

An extremely ominous thought exploded in his mind, causing even his rock-solid Dao Heart to waver slightly.

The situation was already out of control!

Inside the VIP box atop the solitary peak.

Watching Wang Teng's tear-streaked, kneeling, and begging cowardly appearance, Su Chen felt the grapes in his mouth tasted even sweeter.

"Oh my, is this that Wang Teng?"

"Wasn't he putting on quite the act at the auction? Throwing down five hundred billion like he had a reservation for the Emperor's throne. How come he's now cowering like a maggot?"

[And 'I, Wang Teng, possess the bearing of an Emperor'? Pah! With this kind of mental fortitude, even the gatekeepers of our Su Family have more guts than him.]

[A complete and utter fool, wasting such a good background. Still, a five hundred billion firework show, just to hear the bang, is somewhat worth it.]

Su Chen mentally scorned him wildly, but on his face, he wore a pained and distressed expression, shaking his head and sighing:

"Morals are declining. In the old days, the ancestors of our Su Family faced encirclement by forces ten times their size and still chatted and laughed with ease. Look at the youth these days, sigh, each generation is worse than the last."

His old-fashioned manner made Ye Linghan giggle again.

"My husband speaks truly," Ye Linghan said playfully, following his lead. "This kind of trash indeed doesn't deserve to possess that piece of 'immortal gold.'"

She paused, then shifted her tone. Her bewitching phoenix eyes looked at Su Chen with a hint of temptation. "How about, after they finish fighting, we take the thing back?"

Su Chen's body stiffened abruptly, alarm bells ringing loudly.

[Here we go again! This Crazy Woman is testing me again! Trying to drag me into this mess?]

[I just want to be a quiet, classy spectator! Whoever wants that damn stone can have it, just don't get me involved!]

He immediately refused with righteous indignation: "My dear, you are mistaken!"

"We are people of the Righteous Path, civilized individuals! How could we engage in such opportunistic plundering?"

"Besides," Su Chen stroked his smooth cheek, looking serious, "that stone is so dirty, touched by so many people, covered in others' saliva and resentment. Wouldn't it be inauspicious to bring it back? I have a cleanliness obsession. What if it affects this peerlessly handsome face of mine? For us 'Way of the Turtle' Cultivators, a perfect face is the best protective talisman, you know?"

Looking at his narcissistic expression of "my face is more important than an emperor weapon," Ye Linghan was utterly speechless.

She found that sometimes she really couldn't keep up with this man's train of thought.

Right at that moment, the battle situation below underwent another drastic change!

Seeing the grand Formation about to collapse, a flash of resolve and madness passed through the Second Ancestor of the Wang Family's turbid old eyes!

He couldn't wait any longer!

"Roar——!"

He roared at the sky, suddenly opened his mouth, and summoned an ancient bronze treasure mirror from within his body!

The treasure mirror was only palm-sized, its surface covered in rust, but the moment it appeared, a terrifying pressure even greater than that of a great sage weapon swept over the entire battlefield!

"It's the 'soul suppressing ancient mirror'! The Wang Family's quasi-emperor weapon!" a bandit hidden in the shadows exclaimed involuntarily.

The Second Ancestor of the Wang Family didn't hesitate in the slightest, pouring the sage power burning his Lifespan frantically into the mirror!

Hum!

The bronze mirror blazed with light. A grayish divine beam, like a sword traversing time and space, instantly locked onto the Stone Puppet that was madly hammering the barrier!

The Stone Puppet's massive body suddenly stiffened and came to an abrupt halt!

However, precisely at the moment he exerted all his strength to immobilize the Stone Puppet, the heaven-cleaving blood-red long blade and the cloud sea of all-corrosive poison had already struck viciously at the weakest point of the grand Formation!

"BOOM——!!!"

An unprecedented, earth-shattering explosion!

That golden protective barrier could no longer hold.

Like an eggshell struck by a heavy hammer, under countless despairing gazes, it exploded into fragments!