He knew this array better than anyone.
It was the death warrant of the Holy Land. Once activated, there was no way to stop it.
The entire Holy Land would sink along with this back mountain. Even as a peak Immortal Venerable realm cultivator, facing the Annihilation Array and the overwhelming forces of nature, there was only one path: death.
At this moment, the mechanisms within the passage were fully engaged again.
Various hidden weapons and blades flew back and forth within the passage, so fast that they were almost dizzying!
Mi Yan's pristine white holy robe was already riddled with holes from the blades, and his arms and body were covered in scratches.
"Mi Yan!" Qiao Mu and Mo Lian's group sprinted to the passage entrance, only to see the massive "Dragon-Severing Stone" being activated and swiftly sliding down.
Through the stone, Qiao Mu only saw Saint Son Mi Yan give her a faint smile, then open his mouth and retort with his final word, "Scram!"
"You scoundrel!! You hypocritical saint! Do you think you can save the whole world?" Qiao Mu was both anxious and furious, unable to stop herself from cursing.
Suddenly, a bright light whizzed past, almost hitting her face.
Qiao Mu reached out and swept, only to see a ring lying quietly in her palm.
Heh!
Delivering an inheritance, are we?
Qiao Mu was startled, and secretly thought to herself, "Qiuqiu."
A winding wooden vine instantly shot out from beneath the Dragon-Severing Stone, wrapping around Saint Son Mi Yan's wrist.
At the same time, the aura of an opened Spirit Domain immediately spread out.
Mi Yan's expression stiffened.
The Divine Temple Master shrieked with excitement, "Spirit Domain? Who! Who is it? Who possesses a Spirit Domain?"
If no one possessed a Spirit Domain, how could the aura of an opened Spirit Domain be transmitted at a time like this?
The Divine Temple Master ignored the fact that his body had been pierced with several bloody holes by the hidden weapons flying back and forth. He rushed forward excitedly.
With a wave of his hand, a sheet of water shot out, rapidly enveloping Mi Yan's body.
At the same time, the little water imp suddenly emerged from one end of the vine.
His small, chubby hand slightly lifted, and the overwhelming current of water heading towards them instantly reversed direction, shooting back towards the Divine Temple Master at a ferocious speed.
"Go to hell!" The little water imp condensed a giant fist.
From his tiny body, a fist ten times his size formed, and he swung it fiercely towards the Divine Temple Master.
"Boom!!"
The passage rapidly sank.
The Divine Temple Master was dragged by the Nine-Star Annihilation Array, desperately falling into the dark abyss below.
He roared, trying to leap up, but was swiftly pulled down by a dozen bowl-thick vines.
Holy Water, it was actually the power of Holy Water.
Only Holy Water could utterly suppress his Nine-Layer Spirit Water!
Unwilling, he was so unwilling!
Before him was Holy Water, and the scent of a Spirit Domain!
All of this should have been his!
With these auxiliary items, his cultivation realm would surely leap from the peak of Immortal Venerable!
But now...
Watching Saint Son Mi Yan being dragged by the vines, his figure about to disappear into mid-air.
The Divine Temple Master took one last breath and roared, his water-formed ghost claw reaching towards Saint Son Mi Yan's head.
The little water imp suddenly took a deep breath, absorbing all the water spirit power that the Divine Temple Master had shot at him in one go.
Then, he opened his small mouth, and countless needle-point-sized ice spikes shot out, swarming towards the Divine Temple Master, who was trapped in the sinkhole.
"Damn it!!" The Divine Temple Master roared.