"Stop! I'll kill Zhong Shan by myself!" Burning Lamp shouted, on the verge of tears. He couldn't keep this up any longer. If he did, he really would fall back to the Ancient Immortal Realm.
Burning Lamp's words were music to Sima Yuan and the Purple Firmament Sect Master's ears.
Sima Yuan didn't even dare move now. He was depressed to discover that Yellow Dragon seemed ready to collapse at any moment. Why was the yellow mist in the distance so far away? Absorbing it was far too troublesome.
The Purple Firmament Sect Master was depressed too. Every time he clashed with Zhong Shan, he suffered misfortune. Even his spear had broken just now. If he attacked Zhong Shan again, was he supposed to use his shield?
Just as Burning Lamp prepared to kill Zhong Shan alone, Zhong Shan was not idle either. Affliction Turbidity surged out of the Emperor Painting, and endless Affliction Turbidity instantly blanketed the entire area. The heavens and earth in every direction suddenly turned blood-red, while countless ghosts screamed in agony within the Affliction Turbidity.
Zhong Shan knew that after the Fierce Eye displayed its might, Yellow Dragon, Burning Lamp, and the Purple Firmament Sect Master had merely been struck by misfortune and surrounded by bad luck. It was only an omen of extreme ill fortune, not a decline in strength. If he fought with all his might now, he definitely wouldn't escape. He had to stall. The longer he stalled, the more advantageous it would be for him, and the more misfortune they would suffer.
The vast Affliction Turbidity immediately drowned the area in every direction. The entire Fang Mountain was utterly submerged, blocking the sight of all the experts. Zhong Shan hurried toward the Qiankun Cauldron, intending to take it and leave this