As the power of the Eternal Dao Domain surged in, the brilliance of the True Martial Eight Extremes Formation reached an unprecedented level. The eight forces suddenly began to rotate, transforming into a hazy Chaos Power. Shortly afterward, a sealed ancient prohibition slowly opened.
Ripples in front of the pavilion swayed and dissipated like a watery curtain.
The interior scene underwent a drastic change from what was previously seen—it was a dark, eerie passage resembling a cave within a mountain.
A wave of decaying stench permeated from within.
The expressions of All Saints subtly shifted; their gazes grew serious.
Swish!
The figure of the Source Ancestor darted forward abruptly, entering behind the pavilion at lightning speed.
Another red silhouette swiftly sped out, barely trailing behind him—it was none other than the long-prepared Divine King.
