The actions of the Ye family were swift, but the followers of the Ancient God were even faster, having plotted for this for decades.
Thus, on the eastern side, innumerable cracks were rapidly spreading across several iron chains.
Of the seven chains, three had already completely broken. The dark red light transformed into countless blood-colored tentacles, probing out wildly from the fractures.
"Damn it!" Ye Wujie gritted his teeth, "What methods did these followers of the Ancient God use, exactly?"
Suddenly, it seemed as if heaven and earth were trembling, and the entire Sacred Mountain appeared to be awakening.
The numerous suppressed Ancient Gods beneath the mountain were struggling together.
On the God-Sealing Platform, all the Heavenly Talents opened their eyes.
The battle beneath the mountain had alarmed everyone.
Xu Guang stood up and looked toward the east. The dark red light pierced the sky, and a decaying breath permeated the air.
