A breath of destruction!
After arranging Luo Lingxi properly, Li Yingzhang hurried straight toward Elixir Mountain.
Halfway there, he couldn't help glancing again and again at that increasingly violent Spiritual Energy Tornado, his innards trembling with fear.
This tornado had descended from the void, as if it had torn the Elixir Saint's Blessed Land apart.
If that were all, it would still be manageable, but it had even dragged some of the Outer World's Ming Shui and Golden Flames into itself.
As the Spiritual Energy Tornado grew larger and larger, these things spread uncontrollably, and sooner or later they would bring calamity to everyone in Luo Tian Sect!
"Could it be that the Supreme Elder encountered a mishap in his cultivation?"
Li Yingzhang believed Luo Chen held very deep feelings for Luo Tian Sect; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken such meticulous care of this force he'd created with his own hands.
