Shen Luo hastily took flight, rescuing Chan'er, while the surrounding Zen masters who had escaped from the trap also helped each other to flee.
Everyone didn't dare to stop until they had escaped a thousand feet away, where they looked back at the situation.
Amidst the sky full of lightning, Lin Da's body rapidly expanded, with a thick, black fog swirling around him. Ghostly faces detached from his body, resembling souls, shrouded in black ghost fog, and swirled unpredictably around him.
"No..." Lin Da screamed in despair.
But the surrounding golden thunders didn't stop at all, splitting the ghost faces into pieces, turning them into black smoke and completely dispersing them.
On top of the sky, at the center of the thunder pool, a golden thunder pillar akin to the Pillar of Heaven pierced down, striking directly above Lin Da's head.
