A kaleidoscope of bizarre lights.
That was probably the most fitting description of the Five Immortals Mountain Golden Summit at that moment.
As those hundred eyeballs opened in unison, multicolored beams of light tore madly in every direction.
The first to bear the brunt was the silver radiance surging across the sky.
In a single instant.
The gold-blue primordial spirit was riddled with holes, its condensed silver liquid blasted into flying splashes.
And that was not all.
This tribulation light made no distinction between friend and foe.
Nearby, Black Spider True Person and White Wall True Person had intended to seize the opportunity and move in for a pincer attack.
But before they had taken two steps, several stray-bullet-like streaks of tribulation light swept into them.
"Have you lost your mind?!"
Black Spider True Person shrieked as two more of his spider legs were instantly sliced off.
Foul-smelling black smoke rose from the severed ends, forcing him into a wretched retreat.
White Wall True Person fared even worse. A streak of purple tribulation light grazed his face, nearly shearing off half his head.
Below.
Wang Ziyu, who had still been setting up the formation, suddenly went pale.
Abandoning the hand seal he had been maintaining, he slapped his waist.
A golden streak flashed out and transformed into an enormous golden shield in front of him.
Boom, boom, boom-
Dozens of streaks of tribulation light slammed into the golden shield.
The clangor of metal was deafening.
He gave a muffled grunt and was driven back dozens of meters before he barely managed to steady himself.
Five Immortals Mountain had stood in the Eastern Region for hundreds of thousands of years, surviving even after offending an orthodox Grotto-Heaven.
Had it not possessed a few hard bones capable of shattering teeth, the lofty