Scarlet King Descends

On Wang Dong's side, that power was like a warm shield,

wrapping tightly around her and shielding her from the external pressure as she absorbed the soul ring.

Wang Dong's trembling body gradually calmed, and the pain on her face slowly eased.

Huo Yuhao secretly marveled at the unfathomable depth of Tang Lan's strength,

while also wondering what kind of powerful ability Tang Lan possessed to so easily resolve this terrifying crisis.

Just then, the source of that pressure seemed to notice Tang Lan's actions, and the pressure intensified once more,

causing the surrounding trees to sway violently as though they were about to be uprooted.

Huo Yuhao's heart leaped into his throat again. He looked anxiously at Tang Lan, not knowing what would happen next.

Tang Lan's expression remained unchanged. Only a sharper aura emanated from his body,

as though he were declaring his resolve to that unknown presence.

Tang Lan's gaze sharpened, and the fierce aura radiating from him grew even stronger, actually standing against that terrifying pressure on equal footing.

Huo Yuhao watched in stunned amazement, his admiration for Tang Lan growing even deeper. He secretly clenched his fists, wondering when he would possess such strength—strength enough to protect those beside him in the face of danger.

Under the cover of that protective power, Wang Dong's absorption of the soul ring gradually accelerated, and a faint glow began to emanate from her body.

However, the source of the pressure seemed to have been enraged by Tang Lan's resistance. An even more powerful force surged forth, carrying an earth-shattering aura.

The space around them seemed to twist. Huo Yuhao felt dizzy and disoriented, as though the end of the world were about to arrive.

Tang Lan snorted coldly, his hands swiftly forming seals as he muttered an incantation.