"Thud, thud..." A series of extremely dull sounds emanated from the altar, causing Ning Cheng and his companions to feel waves of oppressive heaviness in their hearts.
Even with Ning Cheng's strength, it was difficult to bear; Dantai Yi found it even more unbearable. She opened her mouth and directly spewed out a stream of blood, staggering even under Ning Cheng's domain.
The 'thud, thud' Dao Rhyme fluctuations battered against Zhen Xiaobing's purple clouds, filtering out much of it. Even so, Zhen Xiaobing couldn't bear it. Usually at ease, he now spewed several streams of blood and ended up paralyzed atop the purple clouds.
If not for those purple clouds, the two 'thud' sounds alone might have been enough to cause his demise.
