At the instant he saw the shadow play, Li Huowang immediately sensed something was wrong, and instantly heard a howling behind him.
As soon as Li Huowang turned around, Li Sui's tentacles, clutching various torture devices, blocked a massive, heavy Mo Blade.
With a crash, the floor simply couldn't withstand such force, and the wooden boards beneath Li Huowang's feet snapped instantly, sending him plunging down under the pressure of that Mo Blade's immense power.
When Li Huowang stood up on the lower floor of the wooden building, he saw two Sitting Oblivion Taoists with flesh-and-blood mahjong tiles on their heads, one on either side. One was Eight Bamboos, the other Nine Bamboos.
Though at this moment they were both on fire, their flesh blistering and charring just like Li Huowang, there wasn't a trace of pain on their faces.
Perhaps because of Zhuge Yuan's old almanac, neither of them uttered a single word to Li Huowang.
