"Boom! Boom boom!"

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators attacked simultaneously, their various magical treasures weaving together in the air to create a destructive torrent. The sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect formed a sword formation, unleashing hundreds of sword energies like a torrential downpour; the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley activated their poisonous insects, swarming countless Gu worms gnawing at the mountainside; the female cultivators of the Cold Moon Palace joined forces to cast ice-based spells, the extreme cold power making the rocks incredibly fragile.

The entire mountain trembled violently, and huge cracks spread like a spider web. Boulders the size of houses tumbled down from the summit, crashing to the ground with deafening roars. Dust billowed into the sky, obscuring half the heavens, and violent surges of spiritual energy tore apart trees within a radius of several miles.

Wei Ji was still praying that the cave could hold out a little longer.

However, a loud "boom" was heard.

The mountain finally gave way, and amidst a series of deafening explosions, the entire mountain began to collapse!

At the same time, Bai Ying's fingertips suddenly paused, and her eyes flashed with surprise: "Found it!" She had finally grasped the key to the formation's operation, and the incomplete runes were gradually being filled in her mind. She was about to complete the final deduction.

"Snap!"

A piercing cracking sound suddenly rang out. The cave ceiling collapsed with a deafening roar, and blinding sunlight poured down, illuminating Bai Ying's pale face. She looked up in astonishment and saw rubble raining down from the sky, while above the shattered dome, dozens of figures stood suspended in mid-air, their cold gazes shooting towards her like sharp arrows.

"Junior, hand over the inheritance!" Elder Blood Nightmare grinned and stretched out his withered claws, a bloody light aimed straight for Bai Ying's throat.

Bai Ying dodged hastily, but her sleeve was still torn. She staggered backward, her back hitting the bronze door, and the calculations in her hands were forced to stop. The array runes that were about to be completed were now dissipating little by little at her fingertips.

"So close..." She bit her lower lip hard, blood trickling down her lip. Despair and resentment surged in her chest, but she forcibly suppressed them in an instant.

The Ice Soul Fairy arrived gracefully, the ice lotuses surrounding her freezing all the falling rubble. She looked down at Bai Ying, her voice as cold as frost: "A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to covet the inheritance of the Upper Realm?"