The eight Golden Silk Silkworms were not lifting the Void Sky Cauldron very quickly. Even after several hours, they had raised it only about a hundred feet.
By then, Man Huzi and the others had also brought Han Li up onto the Cold Li Terrace.
Seeing the situation on the altar, Man Huzi raised his hand without a word and sent two streaks of golden light at Wan Tianming and his two companions.
Wan Tianming and Tianwuzi sneered at the golden streaks and called out simultaneously, "Cold Flood Dragon!"
"Li Tortoise!"
Two streaks of light, one green and one blue, flew out from them and clashed with Man Huzi's two golden streaks.
Man Huzi looked momentarily taken aback, then raised his hand to recall the two streaks of golden light.
The green and blue streaks did not pursue them. After circling once, they transformed into two spirit beasts, a flood dragon and a tortoise.
Although Man Huzi and his two companions were surprised by the origins of these beasts, they had anticipated something of the sort and felt no fear.
Man Huzi was just about to have Elder Qingyi and Extreme Yin deal with the flood dragon and tortoise when something suddenly changed on the altar.
Snap!
Snap!
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A succession of snapping sounds rang out, followed by a loud clang!
Man Huzi and his companions froze for a moment at the sight, then immediately burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
With an icy expression, Wan Tianming glared at Extreme Yin and Elder Qingyi, who were laughing the hardest, cutting their laughter short. Then he recalled the Cold Flood Dragon and led Tianwuzi and the old farmer down from the Cold Li Terrace without looking back.
Watching from his hiding place nearby, Lin Yun smiled at Nangong Wan. "The real show