The wood exploded, creating no horrifying scene, but the chilling force swept across the entire underground space. All the primordial spirits simultaneously let out horrific screams, as if sulfuric acid had been poured all over an ordinary person.
Qin Zheng's voice was thunderous, "Yingshen Wood! You're asking for death!"
Hua Tianjun, drenched in blood in his white robe, howled, "There is no good end to being someone's dog, we might as well take our chances. They are all in the nascent soul state, if we kill them, all their cultivation techniques and heritage will be ours!"
Qin Zheng shone with a golden light, like an enraged divine spirit punishing the wicked. At the same time, the Daluo Supreme Immortals leading the team from Mystic Dragon Mountain and Floating Temple both presented their carried treasures.
