The rune array flared with blinding light, unleashing a powerful force that violently knocked everyone off their feet. Ma Lin struggled desperately to steady himself, yet he could barely withstand the oppressive weight of the pressure. Lu Yao was sent stumbling to the ground, a mist of blood billowing amidst the shockwave of golden light. Dark gold runes crawled like living creatures along the crevices in the ground, quietly spreading toward her.
As the golden light burst forth, wrapped in a shroud of bloody mist, the glare pierced Lu Yao’s eyes. Her knees slammed hard onto the cold, hard blue bricks with a dull thud, sending a wave of intense agony shooting through her joints.
All around, on the walls of the subterranean palace, ancient murals flickered faintly in the golden radiance, as if the figures depicted within had been jolted awake by the sudden tremor and had begun to quiver.
Chapter 129