"Roar!"
"You lowly ants dare to break through the formation!"
As before, mystical beasts and monks descended from the murals on both sides.
Shouting and bellowing, they charged straight at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen pushed his Hateful Heaven Pupil Technique to its limits.
Having dealt with this situation before, Lu Chen just needed to be wary of any differences in the approach of the humans and beasts.
Lu Chen planned to respond to the ever-changing with the unchanging. He had not yet used his Ice-Strange Fire, keeping it as his final contingency.
Fortunately, this time there were no surprises.
Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, the Spiritual Power in his Dantian still untouched, and as for how much Spiritual Power was in the Ice Spirit Pearl, he couldn't feel it.
The second wave.
The third wave.
It continued this way until the ninth wave.
For Lu Chen, it was only draining his Spiritual Power, and there seemed to be no other threats.
