The abyssal flames beneath them that was the nova source chaotically surged about, exploding from time to time and constantly bombarding their ears with loud noises. Tianming’s flesh and skin was red all over. He tried sticking close to the walls of the fusion formation and attempted to use his black arm to pry at it, but to no avail. Every time he opened a single crack, the divine celestial patterns within were countless. He didn't understand how many generations of formation gurus it had taken to create a miracle such as this.

"I can't get out...." He had more or less given up,...