Heaven Punishing Bureau finally fell utterly silent.
This small brick-and-tile "inn" had endured such ferocious spell attacks without a single tile falling.
It was as though they had not struck an inn, but its shadow.
No matter how they attacked, a shadow would not deform in the slightest.
Experts watched the craft; laymen watched the spectacle.
A hair-raising chill spread through the people of Heaven Punishing Bureau.
Even the three Bureau Lords had changed expression.
"Go, tear it down!" Sheng Tian Zhang shouted. If that terror kept spreading, their morale would be gone.
"Yes!"
Zhū Tiān Fǔ's Divine Generals accepted the order. After hesitating for a few breaths, they charged toward the Corpse Burning Room.
Yet their response lacked conviction, sparse and feeble.
A thousand men filled the fields; ten thousand filled the city.
Heaven Punishing Bureau's three thousand men were a vast and mighty force from any angle.
The tide of people formed an enormous encirclement. As they charged, it seemed to shrink and shrink, until it finally crashed against the Corpse Burning Room.
Yet the Corpse Burning Room was like a reef amid the waves, standing immovable no matter how the tide battered it.
At the same time, inside the Corpse Burning Room.
The beasts stared in shock at the rippling water-pattern barrier, scarcely able to believe their eyes.
They knew the Corpse Burning Room's Protective Magic Array would not be weak, but they had never expected it to be this powerful.
It was powerful to an utterly unreasonable degree.
So many Heaven Punishing Bureau experts swarming it like ants devouring an elephant, yet it still held.
Just then.
"Bzzzz!"
A sound like a bowstring trembling suddenly rang out from within the Corpse Burning Room. Golden light flashed, followed at once by screams linking into a continuous chorus