Passage To Heaven

The people of the Fallen Immortal Clan could sense that something was wrong with the altar.

They found the problem.

They cast a spell to repair it.

However, the moment they successfully cast the spell, the ground under their feet collapsed.

Some of them fell into the formation, and everything became chaotic.

"What are you doing?!" The middle-aged man flew into a rage.

A portion of the formation patterns were thrown out.

In just a few short breaths, the formation was damaged.

The third eye on the old man's forehead closed completely.

He looked around and could feel an invisible aura wreaking havoc everywhere.

"A Curse… This is not an ordinary curse! It's targeted at us! Who dares to protect the Fallen Immortal Clan?" 

The old man was furious. He could not find Smiling San Sheng, but he was being cursed.

At that moment, he activated the remaining array formations and began to probe the source of the curse.