Standing at the central position where Mount Torch Dragon once lay, Emperor Haozun raised the Xuanyuan Sword over his shoulders and thrust it into the ground.
Torch Dragon had destroyed the imperial palace, while the magnificent imperial garden was melted into lava and later solidified into a flat rock mass. As Emperor Haozun began to chant a spell, Liangzhu's defensive formation was activated once again.
The ground rippled like soft rubber while the 108,000 bronze pillars that had once been used to imprison Torch Dragon burst into a blinding glare at the same time. With them as the center, formation diagrams that were as beautiful and dazzling as peony flowers lit up. The world was instantly filled with strong black and red lights. Wu Qi and the others felt that they could hardly maintain their balance, so they hurriedly flew up into the air.
