The Unexpected

The screams continued, but they were rapidly growing weaker. Clearly, they no longer had the strength to cry out.

When the lightning and flames dispersed, all the Spirit Emperor guards were already lying on the ground, barely alive.

That left Wang Sheng somewhat surprised. After all, this was completely beyond his expectations.

In his prediction, anyone below Spirit Saint would be mercilessly annihilated by this move.

Even the five Spirit Saints would be gravely injured.

Even that Spirit Douluo-level Bishop Liuyun would be wounded by this attack.

But when he looked up, the five Spirit Saints were indeed badly hurt, yet their injuries were nowhere near as severe as Wang Sheng had expected.

More importantly, Bishop Liuyun—though the once-gorgeous clothes on his body were now in tatters, and his face was pitch-black—

could be described as extremely wretched, but in truth, he had only suffered a few superficial wounds and was not seriously hurt.

Wang Sheng's brows could not help but furrow, because he suddenly saw the Spirit Emperors lying on the ground, already deprived of combat ability, actually beginning to recover a little, struggling as they tried to stand.

"This..."

Wang Sheng could not help raising his head to look toward the roof. Only then did he notice that behind Bishop Liuyun—

one Spirit Saint, one Spirit Emperor, and the three Spirit Emperors whose feet Wang Sheng had cut off earlier in the hall—

were now huddled in a circle, tightly embracing one another.

So that was it!

Wang Sheng understood why things had turned out so far beyond his expectations.

When the lightning and flames erupted at the same time, those few had instantly protected the Spirit Emperor with the healing soul skill in the center.

They had spared him from harm.

Only this ensured that his healing