Chapter 1790 Wynter Still Chose to Save

The sudden situation forced the old man to halt his devouring of the heavenly luck. The sacred statues within the formation were indestructible by ordinary people. Faced with such statues, most would bow in reverence unless someone had seen through their secrets. The Sacrificial Human Formation was his creation, and its most recent use was during the roundtable meeting. He closed his eyes to meditate, and a wisp of his divine soul seeped into the sacred statue. He saw a scene when he entered the formation. Wynter had severed the divine shackles and taken away the sacrificial offerings tied to them. Yet, his spiritual sense couldn't pinpoint her exact location. This was too suspicious. How did it come to this? He was the one who had set up the Sacrificial Human Formation, yet his spiritual sense couldn't attack within the formation, as if it had been repelled by someone. This wasn't normal! The old man opened his eyes, his gaze dark and his fists clenched tightly. Originally,