"Bang!"
A deafening, massive explosion shattered the sky, and the Sacred Flame Space failed to endure this overwhelming pressure, collapsing with a deafening roar.
The group's bodies reappeared at the bottom of the Samsara Pool, but the moment that violent energy fluctuation touched the latter, it was like a judgment from Yama, continuously stripping away the vitality of the Soul-Hooking Envoy. Within this Samsara Pool, however, it stirred up no towering waves, instead appearing as weak and insignificant as gentle ripples of water.
That terrifying explosive force seemed to be instantly compressed dozens of times!
"No!"
The Soul-Hooking Envoy's face turned ashen, his entire soul body as withered, weak, and powerless as a dried husk. Yet as he watched cracks emerge across the Hell Samsara Pillar under the blast of Xiao Yan's Six-Color Lotus Seed-as if it were on the verge of complete destruction-he let out a roar of rage.
Why was this Xiao Yan's strength so terrifying?
"Crack!"
With a single sound, the Hell Samsara Pillar shattered completely, and countless fierce and malevolent auras were instantly purified by the lingering radiance of the Holy Flame Power. Within the Samsara Pool, the Soul-Hooking Envoy's expression instantly turned pale as a trace of unease finally surfaced, beyond his control.
"Plop."
With another sound, on the other side, Zen Master Wuxiang's chest was abruptly pierced by Yun Yun's Taiji Heavenly Emperor Sword. His vitality drained away at breakneck speed, and even if a Daluo Golden Immortal had arrived, it probably would have been of no avail.
Under the joint attack of the two women and the Hell Flame Slave, this fellow naturally crumbled from within.
No matter what boundless fury he harbored toward Xiao Yan, at this moment he was utterly helpless, and the scene where the Soul Devouring Master had obliterated