"Beast, I'll scatter your soul! Origin of One Yuan, renewal of all things—Vitality Nine Revolutions Great Immortal Art!"
Old Daoist Zhenyuan was injured, and a Supreme Elder behind him roared and launched an attack. His opening move was a Da Xianshu.
This Supreme Elder was actually an expert of the Primal Chaos Realm, the eighth level of longevity. His status was clearly on the same level as the Yuhua Three Sages and the Three Elders of the Stars, and he held an extremely high position within the One Yuan Sect.
With a single move, he unleashed a Da Xianshu that transformed into a gigantic palm covering the skies and earth, striking Fang Xuan with lightning speed before anyone could react. This was outright sneak attack. Under such circumstances, sneak attacks should have been impossible, yet that was precisely why it caught everyone off guard.
Moreover, as he launched his ambush, numerous Supreme Elders around him simultaneously blasted their power into his body, bolstering his Divine Power.
Even the One Yuan Sect's sect-protecting treasure was infused into his body and began operating. In an instant, his strength could likely contend with a Virtual Immortal.
Fang Xuan did not move. He could not even be bothered to raise his eyes.
"Yuan Shanyue, you're courting death!"
Wu Mingkong's eyes turned cold. With a snort, he spread his five fingers and seized at the air. Countless streams of vital energy condensed in his palm. With a thunderous rumble, even the sun in the sky dimmed, as though it had been covered by his fingers.
With one clawing motion, he shattered Yuan Shanyue's Da Xianshu. Then a cruel smile appeared on his face as a golden spear appeared in his hand, which he thrust through the air.
Even Taixu Heaven and Taihe Heaven went pale.