Being Forced to Leave

The sky devil power was heavy as mountains, pressing on the heart of everyone on the scene.

Master Spirit-Slaughter gave a cold smile as he released a colorful stream of light from his head. The light reached tens of thousands of meters high in the sky, eventually forming an enormous glowing cloud, floating in the sky with all kinds of indescribably beautiful scenes glistening in it. A fetching melody echoed, intoxicating the hearts of everyone who heard it.

Ji Hao's spiritual space was filled with the blood-red whirlwinds which were generated from shredded souls. With shock, he looked at Master Spirit-Slaughter and all the warriors on the battlefield, whose eyes were sparkling with the five-colored light.