Lie Quan sheathed his saber and looked at Jin Buhuan's corpse, letting out a long breath.
The heavy rain washed away the bloodstains from the saber's blade, while the Eight Trigrams Diagram continued to flow with golden light.
He raised his head, eyes filled with determination as he gazed at the formation's core, whispering, "Yang Yinglong, you're next."
At this moment, shouts and cries echoed throughout the formation, blood mixed with rainwater flowing through the grooves of the Profound Iron, as this battle between good and evil spread towards a more tragic direction. The torrential rain poured down, with miasma swirling within the Profound Iron Bagua Array. The Red-bearded Lord shook his Poison Dragon Whip, whose five bifurcated serpent mouths spewed thick green mist, its putrid stench causing many to almost retch.
