Holy Light

Three years ago, the six of them had yet to attain the Divine level and had not been a match for the Panwu Heavenly Raiment.

However, the six of them were now Divine level experts, and they had also set up the Gates of Heaven formation on the island. So, how could they possibly be afraid of Fang Xingjian?

'Pity, such a pity. This person is probably a powerful expert of his generation. However, having barged into our great formation, it's like refusing to take the path to heaven and instead choosing to barge into hell when there are no doors leading to it.'

At the next moment, Jacob once again clenched his hands into a seal, guiding all the sunlight within a range of several hundred li to this spot.

Amidst blasting explosions, the air was heated up until it was boiling up like water would. Then a series of seven beams of light shot through Fang Xingjian's location, and violent heat and light energies seethed in the atmosphere.