Screams of agony filled the air, and the sound of bodies bursting was incessant.
The disciples of the Bai family were like ripe fruits, plucked and shattered, their freshest, most intense juices turned into nutrients, absorbed by that sinister ancient bronze coffin.
"Is this an Immortal!?"
Zhou Dao's expression was solemn, looking at the Bai's Fairy Gate transformed into a human purgatory, somewhat incredulous.
His mind moved, activating the Universe Wings, crossing time and space, and leaping out of the Bai's Fairy Gate.
Looking down from mid-air was a sea of fire. The ancient bronze coffin had fully revived, indiscriminately harvesting the lives of the disciples of the Bai's Fairy Gate.
In just a breath's time, over a thousand disciples had fallen, becoming nutrients for that bronze coffin.
Such a loss was unbearable even for a gargantuan entity like the Bai's Fairy Gate.
"What... what happened? Did something go wrong?"
