"Huh?" Li Fan's heart jolted as he took in his surroundings.
While all of the cultivators were focused on the epic battle overhead, Li Fan realized, to his disbelief, that the sea surface of the Misthaven Ocean had mysteriously sunk greatly.
As though an incredible amount of water had suddenly evaporated, Li Fan observed that some previously shallow sections of the sea floor were now visible.
"So, he didn't give up after all." Li Fan thought, making a connection with Ye Feipeng's Kunpeng Divine Ability.
Meanwhile, as Li Fan surveyed his surroundings, the Crimson Flame overhead, under the relentless onslaught of the five immortals, began showing signs of defeat.
Its fiery aura flickered like a candle in the wind.
The final strike of the five immortals was imminent.
"I offer my aid to you, Immortals!" Zhang Zhiliang's voice rose up opportunely.
However, to Li Fan, there was a trace of frostiness in his tone.
