Third Seat could not comprehend it.
After being a believer for so many years, he had never encountered such a bizarre situation.
Wasn't it supposed to be three against six, crushing them completely with their superior realm?
Your damn wheels had practically run right over his face!!
He could not understand who these six people were or where they had gotten so many ways to control others.
Watching his two teammates turn on him, Third Seat had only one thought left: run...
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
The masked figures had completely sealed off his retreat. Strange grass sprouted from the ground, and a sense of impending doom spread through Third Seat's heart.
Snap—!!
A crisp snap of fingers echoed through the underground space.
The air around Third Seat was rapidly compressed. Large amounts of nitrogen and oxygen separated, and as a faint spark leaped forth, a violent explosion erupted!
Amid the surging flames, a layer of ink-black color covered Third Seat's body as he shot out like lightning. That darkness continuously eroded his flesh, like a thin shell wrapping around his entire body.
At the same time, nine black vortexes slowly opened in the void behind him...
A cold, eerie aura instantly swept across the entire Underground Altar.
The moment he sensed that aura, Lin Qiye frowned slightly. It felt as though his whole body had been submerged in the deep sea, making him deeply uncomfortable.
Then, four black flower buds condensed within four of the vortexes. As the ink-black layer covering Third Seat's body grew darker, the four buds began to bloom soundlessly.
Traces of flower buds also flickered within the other five vortexes, but perhaps because Third Seat was severely injured, those five buds appeared only briefly before shattering on their own.
"Nine Yin?" An Qingyu