While Dong Tian Yizhi and the clan members of the Dong Tian Family were left dumbfounded, the eight Maoshan Disciples beneath the Blood Altar were equally stunned. Xiang Jianren knelt there, gazing up blankly at Master Lai Ling above, forgetting to stand up.
Although the protective barrier had shattered, granting Master Lai Ling his freedom, there was something clearly wrong with him, his hair and eyes both red.
His aura was off too, too forceful, too chaotic; it didn't seem human at all, making them uncertain, unsure whether they should approach...
"Roar..."
"Boom..."
It was at that moment, while the roar of Master Lai Ling atop the altar had yet to fade, that he stomped his foot and leaped towards the area below the altar.
As his figure left the altar, the stone bed and stone cabinets on the altar shattered just like the Stele earlier, with a booming sound, and debris scattered on the ground.
"Yes, it's Master!"
"He still recognizes us..."
