"Bang!"
A terrifying, buzzing roar directly echoed within the abyss vortex below as the bottomless, dark abyss was shattered into pieces by the impact of the eight holy runes and the Flame God Cauldron, faintly emanating a sense of dissolution.
The void distorted, and the endless, evil black gas dissipated like moths flying into a flame beneath the purification power of the holy runes, yet the complexions of the Xiao Yan Trio controlling the holy flames held no joy whatsoever!
The evil power within the endless abyss vortex below was far too bizarre, and every stage the holy runes descended required them to consume a considerable amount of Samsara Power.
Now that the holy runes were at an extreme distance from them, once their Samsara Power failed to sustain them, the eight holy runes would likely be left entirely within the abyss vortex.
Without the holy runes, their holy flames would also cease to be complete, and no one could bear the burden of such a painful price!
Buzzing sounds continuously rang out, and Xiao Yan's gaze followed the holy runes, slowly observing any slight movement deep down below.
Under such a majestic suppression of power by Xiao Yan and the others, layers of pitch-black light spots began to emerge from the depths of the evil abyss, resisting the purification power of the holy runes. Relying on the illumination of the pitch-black light spots and the power of the holy runes, Xiao Yan's vast soul power finally faintly perceived the presence of a pitch-black, extraordinarily emaciated figure at the bottom of the abyss.
His slightly bewitching, long black hair flowed with an extremely profound and bizarre fluctuation over his entire body. The appearance of the black shadow was rather plain, looking no different from an ordinary person.
The black shadow's