As the pounding in his head subsided slightly, Li Huowang stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding within the Rotating Light Mirror, thinking he was seeing things. Something had violently torn a huge chunk from the massive red dot representing the Military's Formation.
This is… impossible! How could this be? I clearly disrupted the ritual! Li Huowang glanced up at the statue above him, which showed no sign of activity, then swept his gaze across the chicken-footed people lying scattered in pools of blood. His expression turned grim, and he immediately reached for a small red dot next to the battlefield in the Rotating Light Mirror, determined to find out what was happening.
