The sight of the Fang Household cultivators being singled out with pinpoint accuracy by heavenly lightning and blasted into ash one after another was simply too shocking.
Black Mountain and Red Wind froze in midair, bewilderment written all over their furry faces.
The scene, filled just moments ago with cries of slaughter and wildly flying beams of formation light, fell utterly silent.
"O-Old Cat..."
Still in his giant bear form, Black Mountain stared with round bear eyes. "Am I seeing things? What on earth is going on?"
Red Wind said nothing. His mind could not quite turn that corner either.
But the two demons soon snapped out of it. This was no time to stand around in a daze! Si Chen was still floating there without moving!
The tribulation clouds overhead had dispersed, but who knew whether a few more bolts might suddenly strike? In his current state, Si Chen could not withstand any disturbance.
"To hell with it!"
Black Mountain growled and planted his massive bear body in front of Si Chen without hesitation, his thick fur rippling in the wind. "If you're going to strike, strike me first!"
Red Wind's figure flashed, and he and Black Mountain guarded Si Chen between them, one on either side, demonic energy surging skyward as they scanned the heavens warily.
They were already prepared to withstand the heavenly lightning head-on.
Yet after they waited a good while, the sky overhead remained a spotless blue. Never mind lightning-there was not even a cloud.
The breeze was gentle, the sun was bright, and the years lay peaceful and serene.
As though the Heavenly Dao that had wiped out the Fang Household just now had been another personality born of a split mind.
Hiding behind a rock, Li Tiezhu was trembling in the legs