"Hun Yan... is he dead?"
At this moment, King Ming's face had turned from ash-white to pure white, his heart pounding fiercely as a strong sense of danger overwhelmed him.
His intuition told him that if he did not run away from this place now, he would likely never leave.
He still had no idea that all the Ming Clan sequences outside were already doomed.
If he knew about it, he would have run away without hesitation.
A cold bead of sweat trickled down King Ming's forehead.
Yu Xie and Mo Xiaotian were the same, both all of a sudden totally stunned by the sudden turn of events.
The sequences from the Yuan Clan and Nine Nether Clan were devastated.
Their adversaries, Immortal Ling'er, Shen Wujiu, Origin Dao, and Xing Qiong, on the other hand, were all looking intently at Ye Feng and the others.