"If you want to kill us, that depends on whether your Rain Clan has the ability!"
Shi Jianzhu snorted coldly and appeared directly outside the protective shield, striking out with his palm.
It was as though a world revolved within Shi Jianzhu's palm. As an Eighth Order Creation Realm cultivator, the Origin Point Space within his body was already not much different from the material realm.
Some cultivators in the Void Return Realm had even speculated that among the countless Lower Realm Planes in the void, some might have been transformed from the internal spaces of Eighth Order Creation Realm cultivators.
Condensing an entire plane into a single move—what colossal power was that? To Seventh Order Heaven Opening Realm cultivators, it was simply unimaginable.
Buzz!
Within the abyss-black Black Mist, Gong Bopeng appeared, blocking Shi Jianzhu's attack.
When the two collided, there was no earth-shattering sound. Rules ground against rules, ultimately vanishing into nothingness.
"You will watch with your own eyes as they fall one by one before you!" Gong Bopeng stared at Shi Jianzhu, his gaze filled with indifference.
"Then let this old man see what tricks your Rain Clan has up its sleeve!"
Shi Jianzhu flipped his hands, sending countless palm seals toward Gong Bopeng.
At the same time, more than twenty Eighth Order Creation Realm experts flew out from Xian City, intercepting the Rain Clan's Eighth Order experts.
The eight Eighth Order Tribes within Xuanling Domain were all fairly close in strength. Under normal circumstances, if the Rain Clan fought the Xian Clan, no victor could be decided in a short time.
But since the Rain Clan dared to mobilize its entire force and challenge the whole of Xuanling Domain alone, how could it possibly rely only on its original strength?
The instant the Xian Clan's Eighth