The purple pillar of light had pierced the Trial Arena's dome. Such terrifying power had appeared before, but only in clashes between top-tier powerhouses. The members of the two Demon Hunt Squads here clearly lacked that kind of strength.
Wang Ming stepped forward to speak with the Trial Arena's administrator and promised to pay for the damage.
Immediately afterward, an enormous golden pillar of light thirty meters across descended from the sky, bringing a majestic throne with it. Divine Seal Knight Yang Haohan arrived first, followed by Han Ci and the others.
They asked about the purple pillar of light and were shocked when they learned what had happened.
An hour later, Jiang Feng finally managed to recover somewhat through the combined efforts of Ye Xiaolei and his undying body.
He weakly opened his eyes and saw Shangguan Yan and Ye Xiaolei in front of him.
"Senior Sister," Jiang Feng called.
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm the one who saved you. Why are you only looking at your senior sister as soon as you wake up?" Ye Xiaolei complained, her little face taut with displeasure.
"Thank you, Xiaolei," Jiang Feng said gratefully. He really had gone too far this time.
Had he known this would happen, he might as well have killed Haoyue outright. He had gone through all that trouble and nearly gotten himself killed.
To be honest, he had never expected Haoyue to react so violently. That terrifying, destructive energy had felt as though it would tear him apart.
If his body had not been strong enough, and if his undying body's powerful self-healing ability had not activated instantly, he would probably have lost all signs of life in an instant.
After all, a bloody hole the size of a palm had been blasted through his chest. Even a