Illusion!

"No." Gu Nanhai slowly shook his head, his gaze fixed firmly on the center of the great hall. There stood a somewhat gaunt figure, ramrod straight. Strangely, no flames wreathed his body. His eyes were tightly shut, yet a powerful aura, like Mount Tai crushing down from above, spread from within him!

"A four-star Dou Saint!"

"Watch our surroundings." Ning Luo lightly waved his hand, and the group silently swept into the hall. They then spread out, neatly surrounding the gaunt figure. Zi Yan and Gu Nanhai landed before him at the same time.

"This man is very strong."

Ning Luo's expression was grave. He truly found it hard to imagine that such an expert could also be controlled by the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.

Gu Nanhai's brows faintly furrowed as he looked at the blood-red giant axe, as though he were pondering something.

Once the blood-red giant axe appeared, neither side wasted words. Six eyes met, and a fierce gale suddenly arose. The three figures collided brutally in the most overbearing manner possible. The heaven-shaking shockwave that erupted forced Ning Luo and the others to hastily retreat. Clang! Clang!

Across the vast hall, three figures flickered at a dazzling speed. As they flashed back and forth, sparks continuously burst forth. Even the exceptionally sturdy hall began to crack apart inch by inch, fissures spreading in every direction.

Ding!

The three figures suddenly clashed in the center of the hall. Terrifying soundwaves swept outward like raging tides, while the blood-axe figure staggered backward, his feet stamping more than a dozen enormous pits into the floor of the hall.

Roar!

Though he had been forcibly driven back, a crazed heat abruptly surged into the blood-axe figure's indifferent eyes. A low roar emerged from his throat, and a powerful radiance suddenly burst