Too fast, the output of spiritual power is too fast.
Jun Mulan tried to control her dantian to slow down the output of spiritual power. At the same time, she held a piece of cloud shell in her hand and absorbed energy from it.
But the next moment, something terrifying happened to her.
The output of spiritual power can't be stopped! !
Moreover, the more Jun Mulan tried to control the operation, the faster the spiritual power was output.
Half of the Divine Emperor's Eternal Tribulation Array beneath his feet was already covered in the turquoise-green wood spiritual energy.
The originally red destructive force and the wood spiritual power intertwined together, like burning and also like a prairie fire.
There was another round of exclamations in the square.
The disgust that people had for Jun Mulan had been slowly replaced by awe, and some even shouted, "Lady Saint, guard the divine realm for eternity!"
Jun Mulan has always longed for the moment when thousands of people would come to worship her.
But at this moment she was becoming more and more frightened and desperate.
The pain in her Dantian and meridians became more and more intense, and she seemed to be able to hear the sound of her Dantian being torn apart bit by bit.
Jun Mulan opened her mouth wide and wanted to shout: "Help!"
However, amid the constant shouts of “Saint” in the Supreme Square, her voice was so faint that no one could hear it.
No, someone heard it.
Jun Mulan suddenly met a pair of peach blossom eyes as deep as the abyss of hell.
The man in blood-red clothes raised the corners of his lips, revealing a smile that captivated everyone.
"Save...save...the high...priest...save me..." Jun Mulan opened his mouth, making a crackling sound.
This is her last hope, her last way out.
However, Wei Zixi raised a slender white finger and placed it against his red lips, making a "shut up" gesture.
And on his other hand, red energy lines meandered down silently, injecting more and more into the Divine Emperor's Eternal Tribulation Array.
Then, Jun Mulan heard the man's lazy and magnetic voice, ringing in her ears like the soft Wu dialect.
"You are the most important sacrifice in my plan. If you don't behave and cause trouble, it will be bad!"
Sacrifice? She is a sacrifice?!
How could she be a sacrifice? !
She is a saint who is high above everyone else and the hope for saving the divine realm. How could she be a sacrifice
Jun Mulan's eyes widened in horror, her bloodshot eyes bulging out, looking so hideous and terrifying, and full of despair of impending death.
However, as the green light from the Divine Emperor's Eternal Tribulations Array covered more and more, it enveloped Jun Mulan entirely.
Except for Wei Zixi and the three priests on the altar, no one could see Jun Mulan's miserable appearance.
They were still cheering and leaping for joy for this rich and pure wood spiritual power.
Yun Tianyi, Ji Mingyu and others guessed that Jun Mulan must be feeling uncomfortable at the moment as she had consumed such a huge amount of wood spiritual power.
Moreover, at this rate, Jun Mulan would become a disabled person even if he didn't die.
Because she is not a true saint at all, and cannot sustain the consumption of the Divine Emperor's Eternal Tribulation Array.
In essence, she is no different from those holy women who offer sacrifices to the spirits.
It's just exchanging your life for ten years of peace.
However, Yun Tianyi would not pity the person who framed his daughter. He wished that she died as miserably as possible.
Among all the people in the audience, only Xi Yue felt that something was wrong.
That ominous feeling welled up in her chest again.
It was as if something was getting more and more restless under the formation, ready to break free at any time. (To be continued)