1365 Pity

Exalt Bowenya instructed, "Go ahead and cancel the formations."

"Understood," Hawkfang said. The formation which sealed the spacetime continuum around Ji Ning was under the control of his Flameland Elder Hall. The sealed continuum quickly dissipated, allowing the region at the base of the distant Sacred Mountains to go back to normal and reveal Daolord Darknorth at its center.

"Ahahaha! Sithe Exalt, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?" Ning called out loudly from the base of the Sacred Mountains.

From afar, it looked as though his truesoul was crumbling quite quickly.

"His truesoul has crumbled to the point where he is on the verge of death. I'm amazed at how calm he is." Jonnbech stared downwards from his Elder Hall to the base of the Sacred Mountains, then let out a sigh: "Truly impressive."

"If I was in his position, I'd probably have gone completely berserk by now," Hawkfang's incarnation agreed.