A Dou Sheng from the Hall of Souls had arrived. This meant that what happened today was no longer something Venerates could resolve.
But Dou Sheng experts could not act lightly, and that Hall of Souls Dou Sheng was unwilling to make a move as well. Thus, he placed his hopes on the five Venerates, hoping that the five of them could flatten the Great Love Alliance so that he would not need to act.
Yet that Hall of Souls Dou Sheng did not know that this gave me an excellent opportunity—an excellent opportunity to kill a Venerate!
As the seals formed by my hands continuously changed, the Dou Qi of the Poison Sect's six elders, two hundred and eighty deacons, and disciples all left their bodies at once, transforming into nearly three hundred streams of powerful Dou Qi that surged toward me.
They blotted out the sky and covered the sun.
Dou Qi of every color converged and fused above my head. The nine great attributes—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, lightning, light, and darkness—were all present. They swiftly gathered into a vast sea of energy suspended overhead, its nine lights flickering in turn like a giant neon lamp, dazzlingly beautiful.
Yet beauty was often accompanied by danger. In the mountain forest, the prettier a mushroom was, the more potent its poison; among men, beautiful women usually could not escape being called femme fatales.
When everyone sensed the nine-colored sea of energy steadily rising in power, surpassing the Venerate realm in one stroke and reaching that level, their expressions all changed as they could not help turning to look.
"Th-this is impossible?!"
Wang Chen squeezed out a hoarse, piercing sentence, his throat as dry as though he had not drunk water for a thousand years.
It was not just