Within this mountainous region, all the profound magnetic devices shone with divine light and resonated with one another as they formed a domain to seal off the area.
Meanwhile, the black, magnetic lance in Chu Feng's hand was emitting a radiant black mist and was completely black. It raised Luo Yi's body, and blood trickled down the pole.
"Saint of the Deity race, do you have anything more to say?" asked Chu Feng. During this process, he had already pulled out the shiny, snow-white diamond chakram. It contained the Essence Flame of Extreme Yang which was ready to be released at any time.
This was because this person he was facing held two minds in its body, and one of them was a saint's spirit seed, so he was worried that an accident might occur.
Ding, ding, ding...