"Impudent!"
Seeing the phantom Ji Xiaoyu had summoned directly wipe out a Great Cultivator of the Luo Family, the other Luo Family cultivators flew into a rage at once. One after another, they brought out their magic treasures, ready to suppress and kill her here.
Luo Yetian had just been about to speak when the phantom behind Ji Xiaoyu suddenly erupted with waves of Golden Flame that swept across heaven and earth in all directions. The cultivators in every direction had no time to dodge and could only instinctively resist with spiritual energy and magical power.
As the waves of Golden Flame swept past, the entire world abruptly changed.
The dome of heaven turned crimson. In the distance, countless meteors fell, each one kicking up a trail of air waves, a sight magnificent beyond compare.
Ji Xiaoyu hovered high above, a thread of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, but her brow did not furrow. She remained indifferent.
The phantom behind her ignited with Golden Flame, the Dao patterns on its forehead flashing with strange light. She raised her right hand and placed it before her mouth, murmuring something. Layer upon layer of golden runes burst from within her body and kept spreading, occupying the entire firmament in less than three breaths.
"I never expected an intent to be hidden inside the Innate Dao Talisman! I wonder which ancient senior we have disturbed?"
An aged voice rang out. A gray-robed elder appeared, blocking Luo Yetian from the front.
Luo Yetian hurriedly raised his hand and bowed to him, his posture respectful.
The gray-robed elder did not turn back. His gaze was fixed tightly on the golden phantom behind Ji Xiaoyu.
"A Scattered Immortal is hardly enough to look at." Ji Xiaoyu's voice rang out again.
The gray-robed elder's