A heaven-shaking boom echoed across the world. Outside the Great Desolate Tower, everyone could only watch as terrifying shock waves raged outward.
A storm of power swept forth, filling the sky and concealing everything. Even though they were outside the tower, they could still feel the terrifying collision within.
In a clash like this, even a Late Immortal Grade powerhouse risked suffering severe injuries.
"Who won?"
Yet they continued staring intently at the Spiritual Power Light Mirror. The dazzling storm of power lasted for more than ten minutes before gradually dissipating, and all those gazes watched without blinking.
Within the Spiritual Power Light Mirror, the sea had already collapsed, and the enormous depression still had not been filled.
Seawater roared in continuously from all directions like a waterfall.
In the enormous crater, they saw a blood-covered figure floating above it. The desolate blade in his hand revealed his identity—it was Huang Cang.
But at this moment, the spiritual power around him was weak. Clearly, he had suffered severe injuries.
In the distant sky, the Battle Will Sea was also extremely thin. The violet-gold giant ape, which resembled a primeval beast, slowly shrank and transformed into Mo Yu's appearance.
Outside the Great Desolate Tower, everything fell silent. The final result was already obvious.
Above the thin Battle Will Sea, Mo Yu looked at the severely injured and unconscious Huang Cang. A trace of pallor appeared on his face as he slowly wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth.
Huang Cang truly deserved to be one of the strongest experts in the Desolate Ancient Clan. In terms of combat power, he was already no weaker than some Late Immortal Grade Strong Persons. If Mo Yu had not awakened his bloodline and been able to transform into the Primeval Ancestral