What was happening? Was blood spurting from his head? No, his body seemed unharmed. A momentary lapse in focus caused Zhou Chuanyong to be startled by the simultaneous wails resonating around him.
"Ah!"
"Heavenly Punishment! It's heavenly punishment!"
"Watch the sky!"
The battlefield dynamics shifted abruptly. The Sacred Heart Sect members, once aggressive and relentless, were now frantic, dodging the onslaught of surrounding martial artists and demons. Many retreated, disrupting the initial rhythm of their attack.
Zhou Chuanyong abruptly looked upward. Above him, dozens of blood-red light beams rained down as if signaling the apocalypse. But curiously, the catastrophe appeared to target only the Sacred Heart Sect members.
