The white light in the eyes of the outermost statue flashed, then shot straight ahead.
Two beams of white light pierced through a person's Yang Soul!
That person let out a shrill scream. It was actually a woman.
The woman's Yang Soul writhed and twisted incessantly, as if desperately trying to break free from the white light piercing through her. But the white light seemed to contain some kind of magic, firmly affixing her to it!
In the end, the woman was directly dissolved by the two beams of white light...
White light shot from the eyes of the second statue as well.
When those people saw that the situation was turning bad, they all rushed toward the interior of the temple. The white light from the second statue, however, failed to pierce anyone.
But then came the third statue, the fourth, the fifth...
Beam after beam of white light formed a tangled, dense web, constantly expanding toward the temple's interior.
The temple was filled with statues. White light brewed in the eyes of every one of them. If all the statues erupted with light like this, there would be almost nowhere to hide!
Seeing the seven or eight people behind them charging this way, Ling Shuang and Luo Zheng's hearts sank heavily.
"Up!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Zheng grabbed Ling Shuang and climbed up the stairs.
The three Di brothers and another group were still fighting over the Weaving Heaven Entangling Silk. Seeing the interweaving white light continuously shooting from the statues, their expressions changed drastically as well.
The Other Shore Token was certainly important, but it was still no match for their lives.
They abandoned their standoff at once and raced up the steps along the wall toward the third floor.
The temple's interior was divided into