The restrictions around the arena were shaking violently, as if they were about to shatter.
Wave after wave of spatial ripples kept extending.
The ground of Arena Two was even more cracked, with cracks spreading out like a spiderweb.
Some disciples around the arena, watching the fearsome wave of fire rolling in like a flood of beasts, were all pale with fright.
And Song Andong's body was blasted away once again.
Song Andong's body, passing through the heavy fire waves, smashed hard against the barrier of the arena, causing it to ring with a loud vibration.
He smashed into the barrier, then slid down from it.
He lay on the arena floor, blood continuously flowing from his mouth.
He felt as if his entire arm was blasted into powder, completely numb.
Silence fell upon the scene.
Only the aftershocks of the two people's fire waves continued to bombard the barrier of the arena.
"Divine Monarch Fourfold!"
Everyone looking at Yang Xiaotian gasped in shock.
