章節 212: The Pitiful Hall of Creation

Seeing them escape the spell formation one after another, the black-and-white male descended into a violent rage.

He realized that he wouldn't be able to trap them all, so he decided to only hold one or two of them back!

"Red Lotus Demonic Lightning!"

The male clapped his hands together and a crimson lotus bloomed on the path that Wang Xuanzhan and the others had to take. It appeared sinister yet beautiful.

Looking closely, it could be seen that this lotus was actually formed by small arcs of crimson lightning. It exuded a terrifying aura as it laid there.

Before them was the Red Lotus Demonic Lightning which was on the verge of exploding, and behind them was the pursuing black-and-white male. They only had a split second to make their decision.

Huang Shan used a forbidden spell, and his body became alike a golden flying sword. His speed became so quick that it was almost impossible to stop him.