Liu Wujiu's expression changed drastically as well. Dodging the rubble, he whipped his head toward the Emperor Flame Seed, which was still shaking violently, and cursed, "Damn it! This Emperor Flame Seed must be behind it! It flew out on its own, put up a barrier on its own, and started shaking on its own. Now the whole Heavenly Tomb is shaking along with it! What the hell is this thing?!"
He Zhentian abruptly turned and fixed a furious glare on Lu Qingxuan, roaring, "Lu Qingxuan! Look what you've done! You cursed the Flame Lord earlier, and now retribution has come! This flame seed has a will of its own. You insulted its master, and now it wants to drag the whole Heavenly Tomb into the grave with us!"
"What the hell does that have to do with me?! So what if I cursed him a couple of times? None of us touched this flame seed when it flew out. It decided to shake on its own, so how is that my fault?! He Zhentian, stop spewing bloody slander! If you've got the guts, go hold that flame seed down instead of flapping your lips at me!"
Lu Qingxuan swept his sleeve and cursed back, equally enraged.
He Zhentian was momentarily left speechless by that retort. In the end, he stopped arguing and waved sharply at the Heavenly Eagle Fort members behind him, roaring, "Everyone, retreat! Get outside first! We can't stay here any longer!"
Elsewhere, Chen Hong ran out of the rubble to Gao Mu's side. Dodging stones falling from overhead, he asked urgently, "Great Elder, what's happening?! Why has the whole Heavenly Tomb suddenly started collapsing out of nowhere? What has gone wrong?"
Gao Mu was deathly pale as well. He slowly shook his head and said gravely,