It was over!
Compared to Chen Hongmian's relative calm, the disciples and elders present had already closed their eyes in despair.
In their eyes, even if Chen Wen could not defeat this Dragon Vein, Chen Hongmian was still there to cover for him.
But they had nothing.
Once the sacred land was destroyed, their fate could be imagined.
Roar!
At that moment, the rampaging Dragon Vein energy swept together and transformed into a towering giant dragon, its eyes scarlet as blood.
As it surged skyward, it opened its bloody maw and let out endless Dragon Might in a deafening roar.
The lower hall of Holy Lord Peak instantly turned to ash. Endless dust tangled and churned, detonating explosions across the sky.
"Impudent!"
A cold shout came from the ruins.
Boom!
At the same time, the Nine-Colored Sequence Airflow erupted, sweeping aside every obstruction. A figure wreathed in towering Heavy Thunder and nine-colored radiance strode out from within.
What was this?
Everyone's bodies shook violently. Staring at Chen Wen, who seemed to have returned from hell itself, their pupils trembled uncontrollably.
Roar!
The Dragon Spirit suddenly locked onto Chen Wen and opened its bloody maw once more, unleashing another thunderous roar.
A massive torrent of air, entwined with golden Dragon Vein power, pierced through all obstacles and suppressed Chen Wen.
Chen Wen slowly raised his head, icy Killing Intent shooting from his eyes.
As his hands rapidly formed seals, the boiling Chaos Power in midair instantly transformed into a Killing Tribulation.
The Killing Tribulation spread outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One zhang, ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang—it stopped only after enveloping the entirety of Holy Lord Peak.
Blood-colored Heavy Thunder roared within the Killing Tribulation. Endless bloody phantoms formed a hell of corpse mountains,