"Not enough! It's far from enough!"
Tang Hao mumbled to himself. His expression grew crazier and crazier. He began to activate the blood in his body, and it gushed out in a frenzy.
Weng Weng Weng!
The scroll in his hand trembled violently and flew out of his hand. It flew into the air and floated in the center of the formation.
All the blood flowed towards the formation and then into the scroll.
A beam of light shot up into the sky, tearing the dark sky apart. It lit up the entire place as if it was daytime.
At the same time, an ancient aura spread out and filled the entire world.
In an instant, everyone in the entire mountain range was alarmed.
"What's wrong?"
"What is this aura?"
They stopped fighting and turned around to look in their direction.
Even the group of Saints at the top of the sky stopped fighting and leaned down.
When they saw it clearly, their bodies trembled, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.
