Deep blue energy swept out in a sphere from where the Black Robed Figure had originally stood, surging in every direction.
Though soundless, it carried the breath of destruction.
Even a peak Venerable could never have emerged unscathed from such an over-the-limit eruption of energy.
Luo Chuan yawned, suddenly feeling a little like having some Cola—and he really did just that.
He pulled out a bottle of Cola, twisted off the cap with a hiss, and took a huge gulp.
The icy Cola flowed from his mouth straight into his very core, instantly refreshing his mind and spirit.
Luo Chuan stood at the center of the energy eruption, yet he was not affected in the slightest. The deep blue energy merely flowed past his sides like rippling water.
The eruption lasted several minutes before gradually subsiding.
A close look would reveal that the magnificent colorful curtains in the distance were still trembling faintly, seemingly affected by the energy shockwave as well.
By Luo Chuan's estimate, if energy of this magnitude erupted in the real world, at least nearly half of the Tianxing Empire would have been wiped out outright.
In a fantasy world, high-ranking Venerables were equivalent to the very pinnacle of combat power, so it was hardly strange for them to cause such devastation.
Now that the fireworks were over, it was time to get down to business.
Luo Chuan raised his right hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
Specks of white fluorescence gathered from every direction, quickly forming the outline of a human body. The Black Robed Figure appeared before him once more, completely unharmed.
Soul Lock looked around at his surroundings, feeling that his brain might not be enough for this.
What was going on now?
He had used a forbidden technique that only a hierarch could