Above the vast sea of magma, waves suddenly surged. A colossal vortex thousands of zhang wide slowly took shape on the surface. At the end of that vortex, something seemed poised to emerge, and a strange fluctuation faintly rippled through heaven and earth.
The sudden disturbance above the magma drew the attention of many, and shock appeared on their faces.
Xiao Yan stared gravely at the churning magma vortex below, deep wariness in his eyes. He had not forgotten that a mysterious creature guarded the Ancient Emperor's Cave Mansion. If that thing broke free, it would have an enormous impact on this battle.
Swoosh!
As Xiao Yan focused intently on the magma vortex, the space not far behind him suddenly twisted. A battered elderly figure emerged, the dense death aura that had covered his body now faded countless times over. He was clearly grievously wounded.
"He's not dead?"
Xiao Yan sensed it and turned his head. Looking at the old man whose aura was weak and dispirited, surprise flashed through his eyes. But when his gaze swept over the figure clutched in Hun Shengtian's hand, he gave a cold laugh. That fellow, dead or alive, was naturally Hun Yuantian...
Xiao Yan had unleashed more than ten Destruction Fire Lotuses and detonated the Door of Silence. The destructive force produced by the combination was terrifying enough to make one shudder. Even though Hun Yuantian and the other were mighty eight-star Dou Saints, one had died and the other had been severely injured!
After revealing himself, Hun Shengtian first spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Then, with a terrified expression, he glanced at Xiao Yan in the distance. Though resentment flickered in his eyes, he understood that in his current state, he could no longer contend with Xiao Yan. Gritting his teeth,