In the center of the estate, within a small pavilion.
In the living room on the first floor, there was an eighth rank Array Plate, inserted with several Top Grade Spiritual Stones.
Five Nascent Souls were seated around the Array Plate.
Among them was Old He.
There was also a Golden Core, none other than Xie Shen.
The six of them were looking at the Spiritual Stones inside the Array Plate, hoping only that the consumption of the stones could be slower. After all, these were the last few they had, the very bottom of Old He's coffer—and they had come from Jiujiu, including the eighth rank Array Plate.
Years had passed, yet Xie Shen's appearance had remained unchanged. Not wanting to drag his seniors down, he sincerely said, "Old He, esteemed seniors, you have already helped us enough. There's no need to accompany us to our deaths. When the Formation is broken, please ensure you escape first..."
"What sort of defeatist talk is that?" Old He retorted.
