The Soul Clan Never Regrets Its Actions

Hun Miesheng had served as Hall Master of the Soul Hall for hundreds of years. After being publicly berated by Yao Chen, his expression immediately turned incomparably ugly.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Hun Miesheng's eyes shifted as a plan instantly formed in his mind.

"Yao Chen, bullshit! I was actually trying to trap the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. Everyone, look."

Hun Miesheng slammed his palm into the void, and a massive black formation spanning ten thousand zhang emerged from the air, neatly trapping the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, which had been preparing to slip away, at its center.

"Heavenly Net Demon-Sealing Array!"

The Four-Star Dou Sheng from the Shi Clan cried out in alarm.

"Yes, this is our clan's Heavenly Net Demon-Sealing Array. Everyone, quickly enter the formation and join me in sealing the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame."

Hun Miesheng glared at Yao Chen.

Yao Chen merely watched his performance with a cheerful smile and said nothing.

"Alright!"

The other seven saints exchanged glances before immediately flying toward the formation's seven key points.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Seven incomparably powerful pillars of energy shot into the sky.

Occupying one corner himself, Hun Miesheng immediately began forming seals at lightning speed, producing a dazzling sequence of hand signs in an instant.

Finally, Hun Miesheng's hand seals halted abruptly. He gave a low cry, "Heavenly Net Flame Refinement, return to origin. Heavenly Net Demon-Sealing Array, rise!"

"Whoosh!"

A black pillar of light as immense as a towering heavenly column erupted from the center of the formation and blasted toward the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame trapped within.

"Boom!"

The moment the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame was struck, the milky-white flames surrounding its body instantly went out. The black light emitted by the pillar began spreading into its body.

"Ah! You lowly mortals!