Yanluo Hall?
Impossible. They only dared to cast their arts when their own sacred objects descended, taking advantage of the fact that the people here would be too overwhelmed to deal with anything else.
But the sudden, violent change in the calamity lightning did not look like a normal evolution.
The red calamity lightning had barely shown its face before retreating. How the hell was that reasonable?
"This is definitely someone interfering!"
Di Liuxin's expression turned icy, his face filled with murderous intent.
If the difficulty of the calamity lightning suddenly increased, the pressure on their side would become immense.
If it proceeded gradually, Heaven River would descend bit by bit, and resisting the calamity lightning would naturally be easy.
But once the intensity of the calamity lightning rose, Heaven River might not be able to descend quickly enough.
"Prepare to resist it ourselves."
Jiang Xinyuan spoke with a cold expression.
If Heaven River could not descend quickly enough on its own, then this group of people would have to act. Otherwise, they might well be forced back by the calamity lightning.
As for who was interfering, for some reason, a damned face suddenly surfaced in his mind.
No one loved causing trouble more than that little bastard.
Di Liuxin thought of him at the same time, but immediately dismissed the possibility.
"It shouldn't be him. He doesn't have the ability to stir up the calamity lightning."
"No, it is him!"
Jiang Xinyuan suddenly raised his head. His gaze was terrifyingly cold, and murderous intent erupted from his body.
The sea churned and heaved. Countless bolts of lightning guarded the area, and from afar, it looked as though a sea of lightning was surging toward them.
The sight frightened the Heavenly Dao Sect cultivators badly. Their expressions changed drastically as