"To think, I have yet to wait for a chance to reopen the world, but now I'm about to die. It's truly lamentable and undeserving!"
The thirty-six Divine Stakes came crashing down one after another, and the four Earth Immortals stood no chance of survival. Pure Yang Consciousness was completely extinguished.
Xiang Hong groaned, and then he was torn apart. Even though he was blessed with Double Treasures, it was difficult to protect him fully against such a dreadful attack.
Behind him, a group of people stood on thick Divine Stakes, wielding rods to move, and each impact caused Xiang Hong to shatter.
The battlefield was outside, not far from the Pure Land where the Tao Chain locked up continuous blessings. Xiang Hong could already see the way home, see his homeland, but he feared he wouldn't escape in time.
"No!" He was incredibly anxious because his body exploded into blood mud, and there was simply no way to fully recover during the escape.
