The addition of the Sacred Palace disciples did gradually stabilize the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation, but Sovereign Ghost Frost was not worried at all because all of this was only temporary.
In order to stabilize the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation and prevent it from collapsing, there must be a huge amount of Spirit Qi supporting it at all times. Even the Saint Sovereigns of the Sacred Palace would find it difficult to withstand such Spirit Qi, let alone these disciples with low cultivation.
Although there were many disciples, their cultivation was too low after all. For a short period of time, they could indeed rely on the advantage of numbers to forcibly maintain the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation, but after a long time, it was obvious that some of them would not be able to withstand it. At that time, the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation would undoubtedly collapse.
A trace of contempt flashed in their eyes, but the experts of the Ghost Emperor Sect still did not stop attacking. At the same time, Chen Ling did not sit down cross-legged like Xiao Chen and the others, but looked at the sky with a complicated expression.
"The Xuanyuan clan still hasn't changed at all."
Chen Ling naturally knew that among the Three Masters of the Human Race, the Xuanyuan clan was the closest to the Ghost Race's territory, but until now, the Xuanyuan clan had not appeared. The answer was self-evident.
Just like many years ago, the Xuanyuan clan was only thinking about their own clan and how to protect themselves, so they were unwilling to fight to the death with the Ghost Emperor Sect.
In Chen Ling's opinion, the Xuanyuan clan's choice was both within the plan and unexpected. After all, so many years had passed, and he thought that the Xuanyuan clan would have changed, but who would have thought that it was still the same.
It was impossible to rely on the Xuanyuan clan, so now they could only pin their hopes on others.
The Xuanyuan clan was unwilling to rescue the Sacred Palace, but Chen Ling was still confident that the other two of the Three Masters of the Human Race would take action. After all, the Sacred Palace was the Human Race's Quasi-saint Sect, but he did not know if they could make it in time.
Judging from the current situation, although Xiao Chen had mobilized everyone in the Holy Palace, they could only hold on for another two days at most. By that time, those ordinary disciples with low cultivation would have exhausted their spiritual power. At that time, it would not be so easy to maintain the Spirit Array to contend with the experts of the Ghost Emperor Sect.
The situation was becoming more and more dangerous, but it was obviously impossible and unrealistic to rely on the Sacred Palace's own strength to contend against the Ghost Emperor Sect. The difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and they were not on the same level.
Therefore, the Sacred Palace could only place their hopes on the Great Sage of the Human Race. They could only hope that the Great Sage of the Human Race would arrive as soon as possible.
There were no absolutes in this world, not to mention in a chaotic world like the Hundred Race War. Every step was fraught with danger, especially for an external force like the Sacred Palace.
It could be said that in almost every Hundred Race War, foreign forces like the Sacred Palace would be directly destroyed by the Supreme Saint Sects of the Central World.
In addition, the Sacred Palace's luck was really bad this time. They had actually landed in the Ghost Race's territory, which could be said to be the worst possible situation.
Fortunately, the Sacred Palace had made preparations in advance and set up the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation. Otherwise, the Sacred Palace would have been razed to the ground.
As he thought to himself, Chen Ling also sat down. Just like Xiao Chen and the others, he continuously sent his spirit energy into the formation.
It would be good if they could hold on a little longer. As for the rest, they could only leave it to the heavens to see if the Sacred Palace was truly fated to perish.
The attack did not stop for a moment. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. Just as Sovereign Ghost Frost had thought, after two days, most of the disciples of the Sacred Palace had begun to show signs of exhaustion.
These disciples were all ordinary disciples of the Sacred Palace. Their talent was not too high and their cultivation was relatively weak. They were only able to hold on for two days with the help of elixirs. Now, they had finished eating the elixirs and the spirit energy in their bodies was almost depleted.
The faces of the disciples were pale. Although they still clenched their teeth and persevered, the spirit energy in their bodies that was injected into the formation was becoming less and less.
The supply of spirit energy slowly slowed down. As a result, the formation naturally became shaky again.
Seeing this scene, Sovereign Ghost Frost sneered. "Trapped beasts are fighting. What other tricks do you have now?"
In order to deal with the Sacred Palace, the Ghost Emperor Sect had indeed put in a lot of effort. However, although there were some twists and turns in the process, the result did not change. At least in Sovereign Ghost Frost's opinion.
Now that the Sacred Palace's Nine Suns Encirclement Formation was about to reach its limit, as long as the formation was broken, it would be easy to take down the Sacred Palace.
In addition, everyone in the Sacred Palace was exhausted and their spirit energy was depleted. As a result, without the protection of the formation, they were no different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
At the same time, Xiao Chen also felt the changes in the formation. At this time, his face was also pale. He slowly opened his eyes and glanced around at the many disciples who had begun to faint. A trace of helplessness flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.
To be able to endure for two days without sleep and rest was already an extremely difficult task for these ordinary disciples.
"Still not here?" He thought to himself. The Sacred Palace could be said to be a lamp that had run out of oil. However, in the end, they still did not wait for the arrival of the Human Race's Great Saint.
While thinking to himself, Xiao Chen's gaze also turned to Sovereign Ghost Frost in the sky. Just like at the beginning, Sovereign Ghost Frost still looked indifferent, as if he did not take the Sacred Palace seriously from beginning to end.
At most, they could hold on for half a day. After half a day, the formation would be broken. More and more disciples fainted. At this time, even Xiao Sheng and the other three could not help but open their eyes.
A trace of helplessness and unwillingness flashed in their eyes. They had just arrived in the Central World. Were they going to be destroyed just like that?
In the North Star Boundary, the Sacred Palace could be said to be the top force, but they had just arrived in the Central World. In front of a Supreme Saint Sect, they were so powerless. They did not even have the strength to resist.
Looking at the dozens of figures of the Ghost Emperor Sect in the sky, there was no way to fight this battle. Not to mention Sovereign Ghost Frost, a Supreme Saint, even the two Half-step Great Saints were not people the Sacred Palace could contend with. Not to mention, there were more than a dozen Quasi-saint Great Venerables around them.
This was the disparity in strength. While Xiao Sheng and the other three were silent, cracks appeared in the formation. This was a sign that it was about to collapse. Seeing this scene, the Ghost Emperor Sect's experts sneered, while the Sacred Palace's people were silent.
They still could not hold on. Perhaps the Sacred Palace could only go this far.
But at this moment, just as the Ghost Emperor Sect's experts were about to destroy the Nine Suns Encirclement Formation, no one saw that an old man in white linen clothes had appeared in the sky. The old man was very unique, especially his half black and half white hair, which was particularly eye-catching.
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