Chương 1357: Ripping the Lasting Night

The man in red armor went into a defensive stance.

However, the purple masks did not split open and release shadows like last time.

Suddenly, the purple masks shattered. The purple fragments were strangely beautiful.

The purple fragments spread out in the sky before gathering together to form a small purple pagoda with nine levels. Every level of the pagoda had numerous purple prajna masks, and a small black snake was slithering on each of the masks.

Purple ripples billowed out from the purple pagoda. Not long after, the first, second, and third levels lit up, and the small snakes on the three levels slithered into the masks. The holes in the masks turned into the snakes' eyes.

Soon, the sound of something ripping filled the sky, and the sky turned even darker.

Numerous black forms emerged from the ripped three layers of the pagoda.