They could not see the sky, nor the ground.
Nor could they see the condition of the floating islands in the sky.
It seemed as if the entire heaven and earth had been reduced to just their group of people.
Foul smells and strange forces accompanied the surging river of blood, while long-haired demons that let out eerie, high-pitched screams were circling, cackling.
Countless blood-red tentacles slithered onto the Immovable Golden Bell Shield, much like mischievous yet crafty bear cubs, popping bubbles one after another!
The Immovable Golden Bell Shield formed by five thousand Moving Mountain practitioners was about to be breached.
At that moment, Wei Cheng suddenly activated his Moving Mountain Visualization Diagram. Nine groups of towering mountains stood tall, covering an area of thirty thousand meters. This acted as a signal, much like a call to charge.
