Perhaps We Still Have a Chance

Lord Zhan shouted at the reinforcements who wanted to save him.

"Old Zhan…"

"Go!"

Lord Zhan let out another furious roar. At the same time, he activated the remaining energy in his body, planning to self-destruct.

The reinforcements were shocked.

They did not dare to hesitate and immediately turned around to retreat into the escaping team.

"Quick, go that way. We'll protect you!"

The self-destruction of a Celestial possessed a destructive might.

Even if Lord Zhan's power was limited, it was not something that cultivators below the Celestial Realm could withstand.

More than ten Hall Masters took out their dharma treasures and protected the remaining dozens of people in the center.

In a few breaths, a violent and chaotic energy fluctuation had been emitted from Lord Zhan's location. In the blink of an eye, the energy exploded.

With Lord Zhan as the center, a powerful suction force suddenly appeared.