A vast rift suddenly tore open in the void, stretching across Midheaven for an unknown distance.
It churned the astral clouds into a frenzy, sending torrents of wind crashing down like a colossal waterfall, their thunderous roar terrifying!
"This is bad!"
Seeing those mighty blasts of sound heading straight for his golden temple, Xuan Zheng True Person's face turned faintly bitter.
He formed a hand seal and stirred his magical power, conjuring a billowing thundercloud to shield himself, not forgetting to pull in everyone from the Flying Vessel and the temple servants.
In an instant.
Walls collapsed, roofs flew, and bricks and tiles shattered!
The magnificent golden palace standing amid the lake suffered considerable damage in moments.
Dust and surrounding waves surged skyward in a sorry spectacle.
Had formations and restrictions not protected it, the golden temple would likely have been blasted into dust by that tremendous roar, gone forever.
Xiao Liang, whom Chen Jade Pivot had long since refined into a human puppet, took the brunt of the sound. His eardrums burst violently in a spray of bloody mist, and blood flowed from all seven orifices, staining his clothes red.
Yet despite these grievous injuries, he showed no panic. He merely shook his head helplessly and forced this body outside the temple, looking up toward the heights.
Six or seven Daoists had already leaped out of the void amid the clouds, swords in hand, their faces seething with killing intent and barely restrained fury, wishing they could slice Chen Jade Pivot into a thousand pieces.
"Weiyi! Xiao Weiyi! I know you're here!"
The instant Chen Jade Pivot emerged, the six or seven Daoists in the clouds fixed him with icy gazes. Exchanging glances, they wasted no words and attacked him together!
But before their attacks could strike him.
Chen