Outside the five Phoenix continent.
The Buddhist monk Wu Xing floated in the air, his expression somewhat stunned.
He looked at the giant that had forcefully broken the formation, but was sent flying by the formation.
The giant smashed into the desolate continent. He held his head and let out a roar.
His voice was sorrowful, carrying a sense of loss.
It was as if he had lost his most precious item.
Wu Xing was shocked. He was not stupid. He must have known that something strange had happened to the giant.
"Could it be... that the words of the nine-word formation have been stolen?"
Wu Xing thought of something and took a deep breath.
Tu Lang had died. Tu Lang, who had an unparalleled golden body, had his body exploded. Even his soul had been destroyed, turning into a rain of souls.
But the death of an avatar was just the beginning.
"In this world... There is a hidden expert!"