Beside the turbulent river.
Under the cover of a golden, shimmering heavenly origin light shield, the entire blood plague altar was enveloped.
This light shield was extremely resilient.
Even a strong person in the Saint King Realm would need to expend considerable effort to break it.
Now.
Wei Yang and a group of infants were trapped under this light shield.
Chains formed from the essence of heaven and earth wrapped tightly around them, binding them within.
Even so.
The blood-colored runes on those infants became even more dazzling and radiant, their faces turning increasingly red, with bloodthirsty eyes and clawing gestures resembling savage beasts ready to devour anyone in their path.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Roars erupted from the mouths of these infants.
Even Wei Yang, who could originally maintain clarity, became violent and frenzied under the assault of the blood-colored runes.
"Let me go!"
"Xiao Lin, you bastard, I will definitely kill you..."
