"That bastard King Xuan Ling, causing such a troublesome mess even after falling," the Soul Devouring Master muttered, looking at the increasingly violent space rift in the sky.
The space rift in the sky looked like a demon devouring all things.
"Senior, what should we do now?" Long Yi and Xiao Yi exchanged glances and asked. Naturally, both of them sensed the dangerous fluctuations surging within the space rift vortex.
"Space rifts are extremely dangerous; I'm afraid even Dou Xian powerhouses cannot guarantee absolute safety inside them."
"Furthermore, the teleportation of this space rift is random. Once you enter, nobody knows where it will end up," the Soul Devouring Master said.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The next moment, however, the huge vortex at the space rift emitted a massive suction force, directly dragging some of the withered trees and flowers on the altar into it.
"Damn it, what strong suction. If this keeps up, I'm afraid all of us will be sucked in." At this moment, Xiao Yan, who was closest to the space rift vortex, frowned.
Given Xiao Yan's current strength and position, he could distinctly smell the dangerous scent permeating the space rift.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"Where is this..." Before long, the many powerhouses on the altar below also regained consciousness one after another.
"Xiao Yan?" Zhu Jin forced his eyes open, then caught sight of Xiao Yan, Long Yi, and the others in the sky, and couldn't help speaking.
"What about King Xuan Ling?"
"What is going on here?" Zhu Jin couldn't help asking.
"Yan Chi?" The next moment, Zhu Jin saw Yan Chi again, only this time, Yan Chi's gaze carried merely a trace of weakness, and his pupils were even filled with a sense of hatred toward Xiao Yan.
"This fellow Xiao Yan's strength seems a