He operated his Divine Power, and the formation of the entire Main Hall was activated.
Robust Gang Qi flowed out from beneath his feet, merging into the depths of the Main Hall.
At that moment, Xing Rong sealed the entire Fujun Hall.
Boom…
The next moment, the Ghost Face Totem on his chest suddenly writhed, its green face with tusks, and three eyes opened, bursting with a blood-red brilliance.
Xing Rong lowered his head, letting out a painful roar, his body's veins surfacing, with blood-colored vessels spreading out from the Ghost Face.
Hum…
Suddenly, Xing Rong straightened up violently, the Ghost Face opening its maw wide, a beam of Blood Light shot forth, piercing into the Void, creating a Black Hole.
Within the Black Hole, chaos reigned, its destination unknown, with only a sinister aura flowing through.
"Xing Rong, you've finally decided to contact me."
Suddenly, a chilling voice emanated from the Black Hole.