Inside the transparent Magic Energy Shield, the whirlwind grew stronger, black mist swept through, and even crashed into the shield, creating an ear-piercing sound of friction.
At this moment, the inside and outside of the shield were like Hell and the Human World separated.
"Brother Wang Yan!" Beiming Xue suddenly rushed out from the Flame Peak, flying toward the Magic Energy Shield.
But with the protection of the shield, Beiming Xue couldn't reach the arena at all.
Standing outside the shield, Beiming Xue kept pounding it, filled with anxiety.
Not only Beiming Xue, but everyone lowered their heads, wondering how Wang Yan could survive such a frenzied attack.
Elder Si Qin had several impulses to break the shield, but thinking about the potential casualties the opening would cause, he restrained himself and stopped.
Everyone anxiously waited as they saw the black mist inside the shield gradually stop, thinning and slowly dispersing.
