The ghostly face made a devouring expression and let out a series of "woo-woo" ghostly wails. The black giant tower spewed a stream of black radiance that swept toward Han Changming.
Hearing the ghostly wails, Han Changming felt his mind grow unsettled, his head spinning as though someone had struck him squarely with a cudgel.
The black radiance enveloped Han Changming. His body rapidly shrank as he flew toward the black giant tower.
Yellow light blazed from Han Changming's body, bringing him to a halt. A thick golden flame descended from the heavens and struck the black radiance, shattering it.
Han Yuan swung the enormous blue staff in his hand and smashed it against the black giant tower.
With a muffled clang of metal striking metal, the black giant tower was sent flying backward.
Zhou Yifeng frowned and was just about to use another divine ability when a startling wave of heat rushed at him head-on. Gold Flame Peak came crashing down upon him.
Before he could evade it, a powerful force of gravity appeared out of nowhere, pinning him in place. His body felt as heavy as hundreds of millions of jin, and even moving his legs a single step was extraordinarily difficult.
Gold Flame Peak crashed down head-on. Zhou Yifeng opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Black Flame, which landed on Gold Flame Peak and rapidly spread across it.
The golden flames and Black Flame intertwined. Before long, the golden flames collapsed, and the spiritual glow of Gold Flame Peak dimmed.
Gold Flame Peak came crashing down head-on. Zhou Yifeng thrust both hands upward, temporarily supporting Gold Flame Peak. On closer inspection, several tiny cracks had appeared on its surface.
A streak of purple light shot over, reaching Zhou Yifeng in an instant.
Zhou Yifeng