Two Formations Destroyed

"Not good!"

Ling Fengzhui's pupils contracted sharply. The overwhelming destructive aura contained within that six-colored fire lotus filled him with dread. Without a second thought, he moved to turn into a streak of light and pursue it. Even if he had to die, he could not allow the Spirit Clan's plans for tonight to be ruined.

The instant he moved, a blazing, resplendent blood-red lotus blossomed before him. He faced the indifferent Huo Zhi as flames transformed into a prison, intent on locking Ling Fengzhui in place.

"Ling He!" A hoarse roar rang through the skies.

Everyone within the grand formation was desperately resisting. Everyone could see that the fire lotus Xiao Yan had unleashed was their last chance tonight. Every Dou Sheng expert of the Spirit Clan was holding fast to their respective positions, unable to move. If even one of them withdrew, the formation might collapse. At this moment, both inside and outside the rune grand formation, the only person who could move freely and had the ability to stop the fire lotus was Ling He, who was presiding over the Space Imprisonment Formation.

Ling He, a peak one-star Dou Sheng, stared fixedly at that gorgeous flower of death, a trace of fear flashing through her eyes. She had personally witnessed Xuan Leizi receive the colorless fire lotus. A Half-Saint had nearly been reduced to ashes in a single blow. And now, the power of this flaming lotus had increased dramatically. She knew that if she went to intercept it, there was almost no chance she would survive.

"Should I act... or not?"

She was afraid. She pinned her hopes on the rune grand formation being able to withstand this strike. In a panic, she raised her hand and symbolically flung several sharp streams of Dou Qi toward