He looked up in horror, only to see Lin Xuan's calm expression as he brought his blade down, an alarming aura pressing down from above.
At that moment, Mo Wenxin felt as though he had fallen into the jaws of a primordial beast and would be utterly devoured the next second.
"Whoosh!"
World-Ending cleaved down with waves of destruction, and Mo Wenxin's final strength was ruthlessly torn apart beneath it like dry weeds before a gale.
"Young Master, watch out!"
"Stop!"
Fourth Master and Wang Xuanfeng shouted at the same time.
Then, the two Great Emperor Realm experts struck simultaneously, and two terrifying forces abruptly enveloped Mo Wenxin.
"Clang!"
Lin Xuan's battle blade came down, only to halt abruptly a foot above Mo Wenxin's head with a resounding metallic ring.
"Rumble!"
Power shot outward as a rain of light soared into the sky. Every droplet of power actually pierced through space and fell into the pitch-black void.
"Freak!"
Wang Xuanfeng could not help blurting it out, his eyes filled with shock.
Fourth Master's gaze was incomparably complicated!
Mo Wenxin, the young master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and first on the Young Emperor Ranking, had actually lost just like that...
In fact, if they had not been at his side, Mo Wenxin would already have been split into two by that strike.
Late-stage Vajra... since when had he become this powerful?
He no longer dared imagine what it would look like when Lin Xuan one day stepped into the Great Emperor Realm.
Perhaps he would redefine the limits of combat power in the Azure Cloud Realm?
Had the forebears who ascended long ago ever reached such heights?
Fourth Master's thoughts were tangled. After pondering for a long while, he arrived at a shocking answer.
Even the forebears who had ascended