"Zhang Feng!!"
Qin Huan's scream was as if she was watching Zhang Feng spit blood, being knocked back and falling to the ground.
She hurriedly wanted to rush forward to offer some warmth to Zhang Feng.
However... she had just taken two anxious steps forward.
And then stopped.
Indeed, someone was knocked back and flew out.
But it wasn't Zhang Feng who was knocked back, it was the Evil Cultivator who attacked Zhang Feng.
The Evil Cultivator's powerful blow struck heavily on Zhang Feng's chest.
But the golden light surrounding Zhang Feng trembled slightly... and that was it.
Instead, it was the Evil Cultivator.
As if he punched the sun itself.
The intense pain on his hand and a strong, scorching counterforce sent him spinning 720 degrees in the air, flying backward.
"Boom!" he unexpectedly crashed steadily on the pyramid's golden top!
The base of the pyramid altar had slides for adjusting its position easily.
