Xiao Yan turned his gaze back toward Tianlan City. Yang Zhishuang, He Kui, and the others who had split up to break out were also blocked by the blood-red membrane, unable to leave Tianlan City.
The city had already become a scene of terror. At the center of the previous battle, blood energy transformed into a beam of light over three meters wide that shot into the sky and merged into the eyeball overhead.
Wails continuously rang out throughout the city. Dou Zhe of low cultivation, as well as ordinary people who had yet to advance to Dou Zhe, were constantly turning into pools of blood under the influence of the eyeball in the sky. In the end, they became wisps of blood-red threads that rose into the air and flowed into the eyeball.
The eyeball seemed intelligent. As it looked down at the people below, there was even a trace of greed and cunning in its gaze.
As the largest city in the Northwest Region, Tianlan City had tens of millions of inhabitants. Nearly half of them were likely Dou Zhe or below. At this moment, tragedy filled this most prosperous city in the Northwest Region.
Countless people ran into the streets and struggled desperately, but heat gradually rose from their bodies. In the end, they collapsed to the ground, radiating terrifying heat as they turned into pools of blood that flew toward the giant eye in the sky.
Lu Huangtian stood beneath the massive eyeball with his hands behind his back. More than half the Mystic Pattern Sect had turned into the blood-red membrane amid the previous explosions, while those remaining stared at Lu Huangtian, trembling in fear.
Yet Lu Huangtian did not continue attacking. He merely stared intoxicatedly at the eyeball, which had already grown several meters