The seal of the eight directions is a posture of embracing all rivers. Everyone comes and accepts everything.

Huhuhu--

What Zhang Yang heard was the sound of flames running around; what he saw in his eyes was that all the flames in the furnace were blown towards the eight directions and then all were absorbed.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang discovered that the eight-way seal, which had not changed much, began to shine red.

Zhang Yang was shocked and rubbed his eyes.

That's right! It's not reflected by the fire, but the Eight-Way Seal itself is beginning to turn red.

The seals on the Eight Directions are burned red?

Could it be that the Bafang Seal can't withstand the temperature of the flame?

Zhang Yang's heart suddenly rose. Bafang Yin was his only support now. If there was a problem with this, he would have no chance.

The Eight-Way Seals became redder and red, but they continued to swallow the flames in the furnace.

Gradually, I don’t know how long it took, not only was it red, but it began to become soft.

Zhang Yang tried to stretch out his claws, but without much effort, he pressed a claw mark on the eight-way seal, just like soft plasticine.

In an instant, Zhang Yang's heart began to be cold.
Chapter completed!