The Yin energy stirred like a piercing cold wind, wantonly echoing in the ancient and mysterious territory of the Heavenly Nether Sect.
The wind howled, as if countless resentful spirits were murmuring, the eerie aura sending shivers down one's spine.
Outside the Heavenly Nether Sect, lava was everywhere, the thick magma boiling like a blood sea, continuously surging, releasing waves of terrifying energy.
Each surge came with scorching heat, as if it intended to melt everything around it.
This rolling heatwave struck, leaving one's heart in shock, as if placed within the purgatory of doom.
Li Lingtian's eyes widened, a flame of fury flickering in his pupils, akin to two burning fireballs.
Like a volcano accumulating for ages, finally erupting at this moment, that anger held the power to destroy everything.
To humiliate his disciple right before his eyes was a blatant challenge to his authority, treating him as nothing.
