Right at this moment, the volcanoes on Mire Island rumbled and erupted one after another. Thick black ashes rolled in all directions and were poured onto the battlefield of the Sea Corpse Race by the power of the Seven Blood Eyes' array formation.
However, some of them still landed on Mire Island like black snowflakes.
The ground continued to quake and rumbling sounds that drowned out all sounds appeared from time to time.
Xu Qing didn't dare to stay in the sky for long. He headed straight for the ground. When he landed, he saw countless Seven Blood Eyes' disciples from the various peaks bustling about.
Everyone had a target.
Some were building array formations, some were cooperating with the maintenance of magic artifacts, and some were rushing toward the teleportation array that linked to the distant battlefield.