In front of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, the once bright formation had slowly started to shut down.. And the cause was right there to see. The spatial treasures that had fueled and stabilized it had now begun to mysteriously disappear, leaving no trace behind. One by one, treasure after treasure left an empty spot within the formation, causing the barrier to rapidly fall apart.
"..no.. no no no.. wha-" the lead Researcher muttered under his breath. His mind was in turmoil, for thousands of thoughts were fighting in his mind in hope that what was happening would suddenly make sense, and a solution would magically appear in front of him. "I m-must have.. I must have miscalculated.. Consumed? No.. the treasures hold no power, just concepts.. Was the formation too powerful? Impossible. I took into account the weight, and used three times the necessary treasures.. What.."
His ears were deaf to the surrounding noises of war.