The moment Fu Qingyun's voice fell, the seven red-robed men simultaneously raised their Cold Iron Halberds. A river of blood seemed to descend from the heavens, forming a massive, blood-red vortex above Zhaang Ye's head. The terrifying vortex instantly blotted out the sun, and the entire sky turned a deep, crimson red!
As the blood-red vortex appeared, a power brimming with desolation and slaughter suddenly surged forth. In that instant, the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi formed an invisible, intangible shackle that locked onto Zhaang Ye.
RUMBLE—
The blood-red vortex instantly locked onto Zhaang Ye, then began to spin madly as it pressed down on him. As it descended, crimson light erupted through the air, making it seem as if the world was ending. The sheer force of it was enough to shake the heavens and earth.
Fu Qingyun stared at the blood-red vortex, his eyes gleaming. A bloodthirsty look appeared in his eyes as he growled, "Crush him! Crush him to death!"
