The old man's eyes flickered as he gazed at the dark, endless abyss before him. With a sigh, he said softly, "I hope he knows when to withdraw."
Nangong Shui understood his meaning well.
The Dark Prison was so powerful; what kind of force it contained, even they couldn't figure out. Even the old man, who had been here for so long, could not discern the power hidden within...
At this moment, the magical power of that hundred-layered Stone Platform had already trapped the stone pillar in the Void. With that peculiar force, the giant stone pillar began to crack, open crevices, split... finally layer by layer, it peeled away, turning into a trace of dirt...
Seeing the friction on the surface of the giant stone pillar grow finer and finer, Jia Zhenjing, who had been observing silently, had eyes full of rage.
His whole body soared into the air once more, layers of flames dancing around him, as he yelled and charged toward the hundred-layered Stone Platform...
"Boom!"
