"Great Divine Ability—Wind Gale Piercing Strike!"
A hazy speck of cold light suddenly appeared at the edge of the sky, tracing an inconceivable arc. In an instant, it pierced through the chest of Kongsang Lifeng's Merfolk True Spirit, leaving behind a bowl-sized hole from which seven-colored streams of light continuously scattered and drifted away.
The Merfolk True Spirit was not a body of flesh and blood, so its wound did not bleed. Those seven-colored streams of light were the Power of Law that made up the True Spirit, constantly flowing away.
Kongsang Lifeng hurriedly covered the wound, his steps staggering. His face was strangely pale as he barked, "Who!"
He had never imagined that, after the battle had reached this point, the Myriad Manifestations Palace would still have reinforcements. Could there have been a problem with the intelligence they had obtained?
In fact, it was not only him. Even Song Changsheng, whose gaze fell on the blue-robed figure below treading the waves toward them, was likewise filled with doubts.
True Monarch Xiaoyao's return had still been within his expectations, but this person's aura was extremely unfamiliar. He had never come into contact with him before. However, he could be certain that the other party was definitely not someone from the Five Academies Alliance, because he had never seen the emblem embroidered on the other party's robe.
Could the Myriad Manifestations Palace still have some unknown arrangement? A huge "question mark" appeared in Song Changsheng's mind.
"Qingcang Cultivation World?"
Yi Tianzheng likewise did not recognize the newcomer, but he was able to recognize which force the emblem on the other party's robe represented.
The Qingcang Cultivation World was more or less the same as the Dagan Cultivation World. It was also a coastal cultivation world, and had begun developing the East