"You!" Huang Youcheng was suddenly dumbfounded. He had just finished making snide remarks when he realized he could no longer stay out of it himself, much less comment on others.
When he turned his head, he happened to see Pu Chong of Suspended Ridge standing together with his granddaughter, chatting and laughing as they discussed Kong Xuan's great battle against Hell's allied forces.
"Seven-star Debaucher, do you fucking want to die? Get the hell away from me, old man! No, get the hell over here!" He felt utterly miserable, as though a great thief had broken into his backyard.
Rumble!
It was as if a Sky-Supporting Pillar had snapped and the heavens had overturned. Windrise City rumbled and shook violently. Had it not been protected by Hell's rules, the entire colossal city would have collapsed on the spot.
Wang Xuan abruptly charged out of the cage formed by the Lock Saint Stakes.
He panted heavily, drenched in sweat. It truly counted as a bloody fight—twenty kinds of mythical substances from beyond the land of fate had all poured into the hourglass.
"Go!"
With a furious roar, he sent the spinning hourglass flying.
In an instant, it expanded enormously, shrouding the entire city in the blink of an eye and swallowing everyone within.
"He should be fine now. He's passed the dangerous stage." Wu Liuji had been watching his "nephew" the whole time. Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief and, together with Leng Mei, Old Zhang, and Fu Dao Ox, swiftly leaped out of the giant city.
Of course, he was also vigilantly scanning their surroundings to see whether any True Saints had personally arrived.
Heaven and earth became an endless expanse, like a raging tornado, only far more magnificent, vast, and resplendent. The hourglass spun violently, its