The faint red grid was continuously scorched and melted away, and now it began to tremble and shake slowly.
The humming sound spread incessantly, and it was getting louder and louder.
"Humph!"
Lin Xin's gaze was ice cold as he flashed forward, abruptly charging toward the area within the flames where the turbulence was most violent, slashing at it with his dual swords in a continuous chain of strikes.
Boom!!
The place he struck was just in front of where Lin Yaoyang was lying, which was the position where Dong Shengping had previously stood.
As the sword's edge cleaved down, a gush of golden light exploded from within, dispersing all the white flames.
The golden light wrapped around a figure and shot out.
At the same time, within the grid where Song Danhao was located, the place wrapped around the Four-Eared Immortal Du Qijun also burst open with golden light.
