The situation was not in their favor.
The Cloud Race’s Grand Patriarch, Dalson, had returned from his long absence.
Dalson was at the peak of the Terra Acme Rank long ago. After the battle in the Primordial Realm, he disappeared. Rumors spread that he had died. Only the Cloud Race knew he was alive but chose to stay away from the public eye.
Now that Dalson had returned, he was much more potent. Xezal did not even compare to him.
His half-hearted attacks caused significant damage to the formation that James spent a lot of effort constructing.
After the formation was destroyed, James suffered a massive backlash.
James looked at Thea and said, “Thea, it’s a choice between me and Soren. One of us will have to be sacrificed. Soren will die if I escape now. But if Soren successfully escapes, I’m going to die.”
Thea’s face became solemn.
Boom!!!
Dalson struck the formation again.
His powerful force crashed into the formation, and the cracks on it began to spread out.
James spat out another mouthful of blood. He waved his hand, summoning countless Formation Inscriptions to repair and maintain the formation. However, his efforts only had a temporary effect.
Dalson was very powerful and would destroy the formation very soon.
James could not be bothered with the blood dripping from his lips.
“We can’t let Soren die here. He’s at the Omniscience Path’s Ninth Stage, so if he recovers, he can lead the Human Race to glory and gain a foothold in the Greater Realms. I’ll sacrifice myself to destroy the formation trapping him. Once he is freed, you get him out of here safely. My formation should be able to last a while more. I’ll stay to hold Dalson back.”
“James…” Thea looked at James with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Meanwhile, the group of powerhouses remained together somewhere in the Cloud Universe.
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