"I'm in big trouble!
This time, it was Jiang Yi's turn to have a headache. He indeed did not have many Sword Emanations Race beings left; he had less than a million remaining.
From the looks of it, the enemy wanted to torture him to death. Once the eleven spatial divine items grew close, more than ten King-Ranked formidable martial artists' attacks would come raining on him.
The gravity here was horrific. Any attacks from below would be weakened. However, if the attacks came horizontally, they would not be weakened by much. Furthermore, two of these spatial divine item pagodas were even a little higher than the stone dais. The combined strength of these attacks would not be weakened by that much in the end.
