Boom!
The explosion caught everyone by surprise, and dust and smoke scattered everywhere, obscuring everyone's vision.
"What exactly happened?"
"Could it be that someone wants to disrupt the Soul Race's sacrificial ceremony?"
"With so many forces here, who would be so bold? Is that person crazy?!"
Beigong Ziyu frowned slightly. Uncle Zheng and the experts of the Beigong family had formed a protective formation around her. Nothing could be allowed to happen to her.
Similar scenes played out among the other nine groups, as they all prepared themselves for the unexpected.
However, the Myriad Swords Palace and the Divine Dragon family did not panic at all, and seemed unfazed. Despite that, they too were staring at the site of the explosion, curious as to what had happened.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing the figure of a young man.
