"What!"
Staring at the Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace hanging down from the sky, Lin Zifeng could already smell an immense crisis. Sadly, in this brief stretch of Time he was unable to condense any more Primordial Energy in his body. He could only let Yao Qingjiao unleash that eternal suppression and smash it down.
"No!!!"
Nangong Bing screamed hoarsely. But it was already too late. The Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace crashed down with a thunderous boom, directly burying Lin Zifeng into the earth. Dirt exploded everywhere, blood spurted madly. The solid high platform completely caved in.
"Rise!!!"
A few traces of a satisfied, evil grin appeared on Yao Qingjiao's old face. In his pupils, two beams of tangible cold light shot out violently.
At the Instant the Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace slammed down, in the Holy Hall, everyone from Beiming cried out in agony. Tangtang, Huahua, and Beiming Lan were even scared into crying on the spot.
"Uncle!"
"Beast!"
"Little lackey!"
