"Not good—it’s an Ancient Era Nether Beast, the Three-Headed Netherwolf!"
The Fu Family elder holding a jade ruyi changed expression drastically. He hurriedly waved his artifact, sending a bright beam of light toward the net of light in an attempt to mend its cracks. "Its Demonic Flame is utterly yin and freezing cold—they can restrain the Southern Ming Li Fire. At this rate, the grand formation won't hold for long!"
"Roar!"
The next moment, the Three-Headed Netherwolf's gaze focused into a pillar of light that shot straight at the Fu Family elder controlling the Southern Ming Li Fire.
"Boom!"
The pillar of light slammed viciously into the light net. Most of it was blocked, but a thread of its purest essence pierced through the net like a golden needle, shooting directly at the elder.
The grand formation had actually been pierced through at that instant!
It sounded slow when described, but it had all happened in the blink of an eye.
The elder hurriedly raised a precious mirror to defend himself. Mirror-type artifacts were the best means of resisting light-based attacks.
This precious mirror was a Spirit Treasure. Even for a Fu Family elder, it was an exceptionally handy treasure.
Yet when that golden-needle-thin beam struck it, the precious mirror shattered with a bang, turning to dust. The beam hit the elder's shoulder before he could dodge, blasting him flying.
"Elder Mi!"
The Fu Family members cried out in alarm. He was an elder at the Early Other Shore Realm.
He was one of the Lineage's foremost fighting forces. Forget death—even an injury was an enormous loss.
Elder Mi flew dozens of zhang before steadying himself. Blood streamed all over his body, his shoulder had been blown apart, white bones exposed. His face turned as pale as paper.
This strike