On Huo Xuan's side, Xiao Yan's Buddha Fury Fire Lotus still had the intended effect.
The violent energy of the Four-Colored Fire Lotus exploded, sweeping in every direction. Even a Half-Saint could not ignore an impact of that magnitude.
Tang Qiying, inside Huo Xuan's body, noticed Xiao Yan's attack. But to trap Xiao Yan in the sea of insects, he chose to ignore it. Now, caught off guard, he had no way to dodge. Like the others, he pushed his protective Dou Qi to its limit and faced the devastating storm head-on.
"Cough!" Hun Ya took the brunt of it. He gave a muffled grunt as a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. The Black Mist around him churned violently; his internal injuries were clearly serious. The others were all stronger than Hun Ya and fared a little better.
Yet it was precisely the force of the Fire Lotus's explosion that Huo Xuan, Hun Yu, Ling Fengzhui, and the others used to their advantage. Accepting internal injuries, they rode the blast to force open some distance from the sea of insects, then shot toward the depths of the Heavenly Tomb without looking back!
Concerned for Huo Zhi's safety, Xiao Yan had released the Four-Colored Fire Lotus somewhat hastily. Those people were Half-Saints, after all; their lives were not in danger.
Lei Dong looked at Xiao Yan's group, already trapped in the sea of insects, then at the people of the Soul Clan and Spirit Clan preparing to proceed untroubled. He gave a cold snort. "I think everyone should go down together!"
As his words fell, he unleashed his Dou Saint aura without restraint. Standing proudly in midair, Lei Dong slowly raised his right hand and spread his fingers, palm facing upward.
Crackle—
Dazzling golden lightning burst