Your Majesty above

In a battle between cultivators of the same level, the formation would have a continuous supply of spiritual Qi from the spiritual vein, but e Huo Yuntian could only rely on the true essence in his Qi sea dantian!

E Huo Yuntian wasn't afraid of a direct confrontation. However, if it was a battle of attrition, a person's sea of Qi dantian simply couldn't compare to a spirit vein!

Moreover, the ocean deity sect still had two hundred thousand disciples. If all of them rushed to the scene and formed a battle formation, it would be enough to crush e Huo Yuntian!

Because of this, e Huo Yuntian's heart began to feel nervous. Although this battle had yet to begin, the result was basically already determined!

"Brat, you're already in a dead end, so you'd better surrender! If you force this old man to make a move, you'll definitely suffer all kinds of torture, and you'll wish you were dead!"

Poseos narrowed his eyes, his face filled with a sinister smile.