A blood-red glow, not particularly intense, illuminated the void.

The power of the Harmony Blood Prison Spear erupted completely. Even though Qing Muling deliberately controlled the range of destruction, the space within a million miles was instantly annihilated into nothingness, everything tangible and intangible reduced to nothingness.

The black-robed figure holding the formation flag grunted, a layer of grayish light emanating from his body, temporarily resisting the annihilating force of the Harmony Blood Prison Spear, but only for a fleeting moment.

Seizing the rare opportunity, twenty-odd Innate Spirit Treasures, including a zither, cauldron, shield, spear, and fan, flew out from his body, attempting to block the power of the Harmony Blood Prison Spear, but to no avail.