When Nine-Headed Insect saw that his attack had actually been ineffective, his expression turned cold. He raised a foot and stomped the blood cloud beneath him.
Amid a rolling rumble, seven or eight identical pillars of bloody light shot forth with a bang, smashing viciously into the Two-Extremes Dust Formation.
The Two-Extremes Dust Formation finally could not hold on any longer. After flashing wildly twice, it shattered completely with a tearing hiss.
Without the formation's Restriction blocking them, several pillars of bloody light blasted straight into the cave dwelling, effortlessly pulverizing wall after wall of stone.
The Ghost General was standing in the center of the cave dwelling, operating the Magic Formation. His expression changed drastically when he sensed this. He moved to dive underground, but the bloody pillars were too fast. In a flash, they arrived before him and crashed down without mercy.
Just as the Ghost General was about to perish, several bolts of golden lightning shot out from behind him and collided with the pillars of bloody light.
Several thunderous explosions rang out. The lightning flashed twice before vanishing, while the pillars of bloody light were dispersed by the blow.
Having narrowly escaped death, the Ghost General turned around and looked behind him. The tightly shut door to the secret chamber had somehow opened, and Little White Dragon, Wuman'er, and Yuan Yuan walked out.
Little White Dragon lowered his right hand, wisps of golden lightning still flickering at his fingertips. Clearly, he had released those bolts of golden lightning just now.
His aura was steady, and the Moon Soul Fiendish Qi on his left arm had vanished.
"Senior Ao Lie, have your injuries healed? Thank you for saving my life." The Ghost General hurriedly bowed to Little White Dragon in thanks.
"There is no need for thanks.