Dark clouds surged in the shadowy sky, forming a massive funnel shape that slowly rotated under the force of strong winds.
Heavenly energy converged and poured into the main entrance of the altar. The spirit embryo absorbed the energy like a gigantic whale drinking water, ravenously swallowing away as if it could hatch at any moment.
Bolts of thunder flashed within the dense clouds, momentarily illuminating the dim surroundings. The light unveiled the faces of the Conquerors, a mixture of tension, panic, anxiety, hesitation—all reflecting the turmoil within them. There was no trace of calmness in any of their expressions.
Even Tang Zheng wasn't confident that he could definitely kill Maitreya and complete the mission.
The teams stranded in the Erasure Zone were attacking Maitreya with all their might, while those leading the rankings preserved their strength, resting until their points slipped into the danger zone before launching renewed assaults.
