The nauseating Fiendish Qi swept across the heavens. The blazing white lightning slowly receded, and the Thunder Punishment Sect's territory once more became pitch-black, with the Fiend Abyss seeming ready to devour people.
Lin Xuan looked at Wang Xuanfeng in confusion. Under such terrifying formation power, could Demonic Beasts truly still run rampant?
"The Thunder Punishment Sect's strongest grand formation, the Nine Heavens Thunder Formation—its power in that instant could probably instantly kill someone who had just entered the Emperor Realm."
"The Nine Heavens Thunder Formation has contracted. It no longer covers the entire Thunder Punishment Sect, only a little more than half its territory. It is probably the final measure of those Thunder Punishment Sect higher-ups."
Wang Xuanfeng's voice sounded beside Lin Xuan's ear. These were all conclusions he had drawn in that instant.
"Could anyone really survive under such power?"
Lin Xuan could not help asking aloud, utterly puzzled.
Had the Thunder Punishment Sect truly been completely wiped out? Had even a supreme genius like Si Yingxue failed to escape?
Wang Xuanfeng frowned deeply, only relaxing slightly after a long while. "Not necessarily. That formation seemed to be targeting only me just now. You were not locked onto."
"There should still be people inside the Thunder Punishment Sect. The Nine Heavens Thunder Formation was most likely not meant to kill, but to protect its disciples."
"Is that so?"
Lin Xuan murmured, his gaze turning toward the pitch-black Fiend Abyss as he prepared to test it himself.
Wang Xuanfeng saw through his intentions but did not stop him. He merely wrapped Lin Xuan in a strand of power, ready to rescue him at any moment.
Lin Xuan swiftly approached the Fiend Abyss. Yet just as he was about to step inside, Wang Xuanfeng's power suddenly tightened, and Lin Xuan