The moment his words fell!
Blue spiritual radiance surged like a tide within Lu Xuan's eyes.
It gradually formed a profound vortex, as though it connected to some vast, unknown world.
As the blue vortex revolved, obscure Dao charm faintly flowed within it, making one's Divine Soul tremble at the very sight.
The Sacred Fire Emperor's eyes widened in terror, the hand gripping the crimson token trembling uncontrollably.
He watched helplessly as the Crimson Flame Token, which symbolized Flowing Flame Valley's supreme authority, crumbled inch by inch beneath Lu Xuan's gaze.
In the end, it turned into glittering crimson dust that sifted through his fingers.
At the instant the token shattered, a vast pressure as deep as an abyss suddenly descended.
Its might was so powerful that it seemed the very heavens and earth were trembling beneath it.
Above the entire imperial palace, the winds and clouds changed color.
The clear skies stretching for thousands of miles were instantly shrouded by dense dark clouds, while gusts of hurricane wind roamed through the clouds.
"Rumble—"
Amid the deafening roar, the palace pillars made from thousand-year Spiritual Wood began to shake violently, countless spiderweb-like cracks spreading across their surfaces.
The pearls and precious jades embedded in them fell one after another, striking the shattered golden bricks with crisp clatters.
Creak, creak, creak...
Accompanied by bone-chilling cracking sounds, the floor tiles carved from whole slabs of gold and jade also split apart inch by inch.
A bottomless chasm spread from beneath the ground, like a giant dragon turning over, splitting the entire grand hall in two.
The glazed palace lamps hanging from the vaulted ceiling came crashing down, exploding into countless fragments the moment they hit the ground.
The rare Magic Artifacts arranged throughout the hall burst apart one after another, while the