The two beams of white light shot out from the small vermillion gourd reached the forbidden spell that enveloped the palace city in an instant. Then, they saw the layers of formations as if nothing was there and penetrated through them directly. The killing intent that filled the light golden barrier made it seem as if it was stuck in a quagmire, it was unusually slow, revealing many flaws that should not have existed.
It was the same for the defense of the Secret Isolation Hall. There was no way to stop the two beams of white light from shooting down. It lit up the darkness in the room, rendering it cold and merciless.
Gao Lan, who was sitting on the throne, had his eyes closed. A golden lamp was gradually fading around him. The Aura of doom was drifting around him. He seemed to have no reaction to the changes in the outside world and could only be butchered.
