Watching a Meteor Shower Together

Jiang Ming's voice was like a bolt from the blue, startling all the powerful fighters locked in fierce combat.

Everyone hurriedly turned toward the distant sea of blood and sea of gold, their heartbeats racing uncontrollably.

Jiang Ming had already burst out from that golden sea of blood, while Ye Xishui, who had been confronting him, seemed noticeably more dispirited.

In their clash of seas of blood, she had not actually been suppressed by much. After all, this was a skill she had unleashed herself. Even if Jiang Ming had used some sinister method to interfere with—or even control—the sea of blood she had created, the true control over the entire skill was still in her hands.

After all, no matter how absurdly powerful Jiang Ming was now, even with nine elves fused together, his cultivation level was only equal to hers.

So suppressing her was not really possible. But Jiang Ming was using her own skill against her—this...

To her, it was a humiliation!

She wanted to reclaim every part of the sea of blood that Jiang Ming controlled, pouring out Soul Power like mad.

Yet Jiang Ming was like a tough little blade of grass. Even as that immense Soul Power crashed into him and the golden sea of blood contracted, he still was not completely knocked down.

In fact, Jiang Ming had not expended much effort throughout the process.

Jiang Ming glanced over the situation. Snow Empress, Xuan Zi, and Elder Song had Zhang Lexuan surrounded and were fighting steadily, while Du Busi had tied down Jing Hongchen and some of Bright Virtue Hall's Rank 9 Soul Masters.

Looking at the battlefield as a whole, Jiang Ming's side was being suppressed. The enemy simply had too many people! Their own fighting force barely numbered five.

That was