"Die!"
The increasingly urgent and desirous roar of the 9-Headed Immortal Dragon echoed throughout the flattened earth.
No one knew what was happening beyond the walls of brilliant red light rising into the sky, no one knew what condition Bai Zemin was in. The only thing the American team felt was terror as the four dragon breaths slowly but surely penetrated further and further into the pillar of light.
It was only a matter of time before they exploded or hit their target.
The seed of hope that had been born in the hearts of Shangguan Bing Xue and the others showed signs of cracking and collapsed. As everyone watched the terrifying phenomenon forming in the distance of the increasingly broken reality as a result of the distorting spatial barrier, they all prayed in their hearts to no particular god.
On the other hand, the Higher Existences were experiencing different kinds of emotions.
