The young Yin Yang Saint took action, launching a palm strike. Although its power was not as great as the Black Demon Horned Beetle, it was still formidable.
Seeing the immovable stone door, the young Yin Yang Saint frowned and struck again.
This time, however, his Yang Energy surged, and a flame appeared in his palm, a brilliant fire emanating a purple, ghostly hue.
This fire is akin to that of the Fire Nation; he is a Yin Yang Saint of the Fire Nation!
"Boom!"
A palm strike landed on the stone door, and the power of the fiery palm filled the tiny cracks, bursting forth with astonishing might.
The enormous stone door finally crumbled, and the Fire Nation's Yin Yang Saint was ecstatic, diving in without a word.
"Damn it."
The Ghost Saint and even the fellow human Yin Yang Saints were anxious; if the other party found the Extreme Yang Soldier first, it would be troublesome.
Unfortunately, at the moment, they were each entangled by three Ghost Worm Kings.
