Under the impact of the gigantic Vermilion Bird Spirit's shadow.
Ye Chenfeng felt as if he were being burned inside a pill furnace.
Seeing the shadow of the Vermilion Bird Spirit getting closer, he worried that even with Old White and Old Black protecting him, he might end up completely crippled if it hit him.
His hands moved even faster to form seals.
Sixteen purple marks coalesced out of thin air in front of Ye Chenfeng.
"Seal Spirit Print!"
As the sixteen purple marks coalesced, a wave of energy fluctuation spread out instantly, even reaching beyond the headquarters of the Artifact Refinement Pavilion.
At this moment.
Outside the headquarters of the Artifact Refinement Pavilion.
The rest of the artifact refiners in the headquarters were almost all waiting outside!
