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As Adam’s words faded, an earth–shattering boom suddenly echoed from the skies.
The sound was so immense, it felt like the heavens were splitting apart and the world itself was on
the brink of copse.
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In the midst of this thunderous noise, a dazzling golden light burst forth, shining as brightly as the
morning sun.
Yet, this was no sun.
The brilliant light high in the sky overshadowed the sun’s own glow, casting a majestic radiance
over the entire sky.
A wave of tremendous and awe–inspiring energy enveloped the sky, striking a chord of fear in the
hearts of those who
witnessed it.
Bang!
Another explosion resounded.
In the high sky, that ball of blinding golden light suddenly erupted, radiating in all directions.
As the light spread, a golden halo appeared about thirty feet above the demon cultivators.
This halo was exquisitely beautiful, resembling a giant wheel with its intricate and continuous
circles.
But this spinning entity was no ordinary wheel.
As the wheel spun, it emitted a brilliant light, within whichy ancient andplex symbols and
runes.
The luminous runes radiated an immense and awe–inspiring power.
As Adam gazed up at the golden halo slowly spinning in the sky, the golden runes emerging within
it sent a shiver down his/ spine.
He had a bad premonition. He could sense a strange and dangerous aura emanating from this
massive golden wheel.
Suddenly, as if a lightbulb went off in his head, he muttered in shock, This is the Golden Light
Formation. It’s said to be the premier formation technique created by the Purple Dragon, a
legendary figure from the Dragonspire Ruins a thousand years ago!”
His face turned pale with fear.
Adamknew all too well that the Golden Light Formation was a deadly matrix spell.
Once activated, its heavenly golden light could obliterate the tens of thousands of demon cultivators
beneath it, reducing them to nothingness.
The formidable reputation of this formation was well–known throughout the Cultivation Realm.
How could he not be terrified?
It suddenly dawned on him why Gilmore had defeated a hundred devil kings and why he seemed so
unconcerned about facing Adam himself.
Could it be that Gilmore was a descendant of the Purple Dragon
It seemed undeniable..
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Adam didn’t even have to think twice about it.
After all, Gilmore was adept in the Golden Light Formation, the premier technique of the Purple
Dragon.
It was hard for Adam to believe otherwise.
Adam’s confidence crumbled.
The Purple Dragon was a renowned and powerful figure in the cultivation Realm a thousand years
ago,
If he was still alive today, it was quite possible that his cultivation had reached the emperor level.
Adam felt like he had truly backed himself into a corner.
Looking up at the halo of Golden Light Formation in the sky, its vast and terrifying energy was
palpable.
Adam realized that if he didn’t take action soon, the hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators
could be reduced to ashes by the formation.
Therefore, his eyes immediately turned to Gilmore,
He noticed that Gilmore had finished forming the hand signs, indicating that the Golden Light
Formation was ready.
Gilmore’s body was radiating a divine golden light, exuding an indescribable sense of sanctity, like
a deity standing in the
void.
An infinite aura of power emanated from him.
There was no doubt in Adam’s mind that with just a few hand signs from Gilmore, all the demon
cultivators, including himself, would be annihted.
“Mr. Reed, please show mercy!” Adam hastily called out to him.
Gilmore looked at Adam and said, “What’s the matter? Didn’t you believe just a moment ago that I
couldn’t defeat your demon cultivators!”
Adam quickly replied, “I believe you now, Mr. Reed Gilmore, I do.”
Gone was Adam’s earlier devil king arrogance.
He was cornered and had no choice but to yield.
If Gilmore’s strength hadn’t been so overwhelmingly superior, why would he bow his head?
Gilmore, looking at Adam, said, “Well, it seems the great devil king knows when to give in.
“I might spare you and your forces, but on one condition, you all must surrender and join the
Dragon Sect
Gilmore’s demand for Adam and his forces to surrender was strategic. The Dragon Sect had only
about fifty cultivators, whereas the demon cultivators had hundreds of thousands.
Their surrender would instantly bolster the ranks of the Dragon Sect, essentially transforming it
overnight from a secr sect into a Cultivation Sect.
With a Cultivation Sect like this, boasting hundreds of thousands of cultivators, the Dragon Sect
could easily shield itself from any threat, standing tall against other cultivation forces.
But when Adam heard Gilmore’s demand for him and his demon cultivators to surrender to the
Dragon Sect, he felt it was a deep bumiliation
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Adam, a feared figure in the realm of the Devil Realm, was now being asked to bow down to
Gilmore, a mere youngster from the secr world.
It would make him theughingstock of both the Cultivation Realm and the Devil Realm.
And it wasn’t just him, his entire demon cultivators were expected to yield.
Unwilling to ept this, Adam hesitated, and Gilmore, sensing his reluctance, said indifferently. “It
seems asking you and your army to surrender to me and the Dragon Sect is too much of a burden.
“In that case, you don’t have to.”
With those words, Gilmore formed hand signs
The sky above roared as the wheels within the Golden Light Formation began to spin again.
Blinding, terrifying golden light, carrying the aura of death, enveloped all the demon cultivators.
Instantly, they all felt the chilling presence of death looming over them, causing panic to spread like
wildfire.
Desperately, they tried to escape, urging their flying steeds to flee the enveloping glow of the
Golden Light Formation.
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But as they spurred their steeds, trying to break free, they realized something horrifying no matter
how hard they rode. they remained in ce, running in circles.
Their space was locked by the formation.
In other words, no matter how frantically they tried to escape, the space around them was
restricted, leaving them no way
This makes all the demon cultivators terrified.
They wanted to flee, but they were stuck, helplessly marking time in the same spot, unable to
break free from the Golden Light Formation.
They felt the ever–increasing, terrifying power from above, threatening to reduce them to ashes at
any moment,
Panic turned to desperation.
Then, in a collective breakdown, they cried out in terror, “Don’t kill us!”
“We’re willing to surrender!”
“Please, Mr. Reed, spare our lives!”
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