In an instant, countless invisible threads spun out directly from these numerous streams of blood light, spreading in all directions like an invisible spider's web.
Many masters rushing forward all changed their expressions, immediately sensing an overwhelming crisis, hurriedly attempting to retreat again, but unfortunately, the Thousand Tribulation Lock had already tightened.
For a moment, screams echoed from all directions, and blood mist splattered.
Fragments of limbs constantly flew out.
Everyone was in panic, thrown into chaos.
"Get out of the way!!"
The Profound Yellow Ancient Saint let out an extremely domineering and cold voice, his more than eight-meter-tall body quickly charging through, golden rings appearing on his hands.
The rings emitted unmatched light, like two blazing suns, enveloping his body, swiftly charging through the dense invisible threads.
Without a doubt, these two golden rings were also divine artifacts!
Boom!
