This must be an illusion. It will be over soon! Hua Nianshen thought. Even now, she still didn't doubt the Impermanence Saint.
A continuous influx of energy poured into the massive pool at the center of the Formation, producing countless threads of scarlet vapor, sinister and eerie.
On a distant hill, Hua Yourong's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her hands clenched, her face full of concern. The feeling of unease deep within her heart grew increasingly intense.
"Activate!" A savage glint flickered in the Impermanence Saint's eyes as he forcefully swung his arms towards the massive pool. Crimson light surged like a tide, completely activating the Formation.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Suddenly, the faces of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect Disciples surrounding the Formation contorted. Their bodies began to swell, and with a series of loud explosions, they burst into clouds of blood mist. Scarlet blood obscured the sky.