These words slightly invigorated many of those present.
After all, over the years, the entire Rising Sun Hall had been supported by the three elders.
Everyone's confidence in the elders was immensely strong.
Only Han Zhengyong's eyes flickered slightly.
Seeing that the attention of the others was no longer on him, he discreetly produced a dark black bead in his hand.
In the next moment, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, he threw the dark black bead into the foundation of the array he was responsible for.
Squeak—
Boom!
Instantly, a wave of evil and ominous black light burst forth from that part of the array.
This sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise, and the once radiant protective array of the Rising Sun Hall was suddenly enveloped in a layer of black mist.
"Han Zhengyong, what are you doing?"
