Drenched in Divine Blood

"Boom!"

Faster than a blink, everyone was stunned by that thunderous bell sound. Even the Divine Princes and Divine Generals had spaced out for a while.

The Divine Prince from the Demon Sun Sect, Lin Yang, had been crushed to pieces by the small golden cauldron.

By the time everyone collected themselves, they saw a beam of golden light shooting out of the countless formations, flashing through miles of the sky and hitting Lin Yang. Lin Yang was an experienced Divine Prince of the Demon Sun Sect and he had already reached the peak-stage Nascent Soul level. He had all kinds of Dharma Powers in his arsenal, and was much more powerful than ordinary peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

But, at this moment—