If You Have the Ability, Keep Using Your Ultimate Moves

With the golden bell treasure shielding him from the wind blades, Byron Bi kept searching for the formation’s operational patterns. Seeing this, quite a few people wore expressions of “so that’s all it is.”

Even Fourth Prince Victor Li couldn’t help but start doubting Ian Song’s formation skills.

Only Bada and Old Man Tanner remained calm. The wind blades they’d seen before each had peak late Out-of-Body attack power, but these were only at early Out-of-Body strength.

Sensing Victor Li’s doubt, Bada quietly said, “Your Highness, just keep watching. This is only the beginning!”

Byron Bi was a seasoned late Divine Transformation expert, with deep true essence reserves. His golden bell treasure was a sixth-grade spiritual artifact, boasting extremely high defense.

So, if things stayed like this, he could easily last three to five days.

After several tests, Byron Bi thought he’d grasped some of the formation’s patterns. Confident, he believed that in at most half an incense stick’s time, he’d figure out even more, and maybe break the array within a quarter hour. Then, the two hundred thousand top-grade spirit crystals and twenty Godbreaking Pills would be his.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but get excited. “Kid, you’re still too green to mess with me!”

But in the next instant, Byron Bi’s expression changed slightly—the wind blades suddenly intensified, reaching mid Out-of-Body level.

At once, the faces of the spectators turned far more serious.

With such a dense barrage of attacks, and each one reaching mid Out-of-Body level, if any of the onlookers were inside, they probably couldn’t hold out for long.

As the wind blades grew stronger, Byron Bi had to increase his true essence output, and his expression grew noticeably heavier.

But this was only the beginning.

The next moment, the gravity inside the array shifted again—jumping straight to two hundred times normal, while the wind blades’ power soared to late Out-of-Body level.

“Damn it!”

Feeling his true essence burning away at several times the normal rate, Byron Bi’s face darkened even further and he sped up his attempts to break the formation.

The mid Divine Transformation spectators looked pale, knowing that if they were the ones inside, they might last half an hour at most—if that. This array was simply too terrifying!

Right then, Ian Song formed a few more hand seals, and suddenly the array’s inner space shifted from grassland to a world of fire.

Byron Bi, who had just started to figure out some of the array’s rules, nearly coughed up blood from frustration.

Meanwhile, Ian Song’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile. If you really thought this was just a single formation, you’re too naive. This formation disk holds nine different formation scenarios, and he can switch between them at any time. Trying to figure out the operational patterns is basically impossible!

In the world of fire, magma churned everywhere. Byron Bi could no longer stand on the ground and was forced to float in mid-air. Normally, without two-hundredfold gravity, a late Divine Transformation expert hovering in the air was no different from standing on solid earth, but under two-hundredfold gravity, even floating became exhausting for him.

“Aaargh!”

Just then, dozens of fierce fire dragons, each several tens of meters long, burst out of the magma, roaring as they lunged at Byron Bi.

“Azurewood Heaven-Cleave Blade—cut them down!”

With a loud shout, Byron Bi slashed out dozens of cyan blade-lights, slicing through the air and striking the fire dragons. Instantly, all the dragons exploded into pieces.

But before Byron could celebrate, the shattered fire dragons turned into clusters of flames that surrounded him, roasting him from all sides. At the same time, wind blades appeared again, slashing at him.

The flames were extremely hot. They couldn’t hurt him right away, but he had to burn true essence to resist them. Meanwhile, more fire dragons kept bursting out of the magma to attack.

Two-hundredfold gravity, endless wind blades, and fire dragons attacking together.

With all three pressing him at once, Byron Bi had no energy left to analyze the formation’s rules. He could only fight desperately, hoping to last the two hours. At this point, he faintly felt he’d fallen into the kid’s trap!

Just like that, a quarter hour passed.

Next, the scene shifted again—this time to a world of ice and snow.

The fire dragons vanished, but countless icy winds howled as they attacked him.

Scorching heat followed by extreme cold—Byron Bi was horrified to find his true essence circulation growing sluggish, and even his mind turning dull.

Still, as a late Divine Transformation powerhouse, he quickly adapted to the freezing conditions.

But he’d already burned through half his true essence, and he’d only been in the array for a bit over half an hour. If things kept up, he knew he couldn’t last the full two hours.

Still, he wasn’t desperate yet—he still had some tricks up his sleeve…

The next moment, the scene changed again.

This time, it was a desolate desert.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The desert roiled, and thousands of sand giants formed from the sand appeared all around him.

Then, the sand giants all charged at him wildly.

“Break!”

Having dealt with fire dragons and icy winds, Byron Bi didn’t pay much attention to the sand giants—they were at most late Out-of-Body level, not enough to hurt him, only enough to drain his true essence.

For a moment, he even thought, “So this kid’s formation is only so-so.”

But just as that thought crossed his mind, he was shocked to discover his attacks didn’t really work on the sand giants. Unless he completely destroyed their bodies, sand would fly up and quickly repair them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sand giants battered his barrier furiously, making his energy drain even faster. At the same time, countless sand giants erupted from below, tossing him around like a ball among them.

“Damn it!”

Dizzy from being tossed about, Byron Bi erupted in anger, unleashing all his true essence. With a roar, a shockwave blasted outward, turning all the sand giants back into ordinary sand.

“Ha, so that’s all!” Byron Bi laughed, floating in mid-air.

“Senior Byron, that move must have burned a lot of true essence. I wonder how many more times you can use it?” Ian Song’s mocking voice rang out, as more sand giants appeared in the desert.

At once, Byron Bi’s face turned extremely ugly. Sure enough, that big move had burned a full half-tenth of his true essence. Now, he only had thirty percent left, but only half an hour had passed—there was still a full hour and a half to go.

From then on, Byron Bi didn’t dare unleash big moves at random, switching to a conservative defense.

But Ian Song didn’t give him the chance. With another formation seal, the scene shifted yet again.