Mei Yukong had always been refined and elegant. Now, dressed in white and wearing a smile, he looked even more clear and transcendent.
Seated on a holy chair suspended high in the void outside the arena, he raised a crystalline wine cup and saluted Wang Zesheng within the field.
Old Wang's face darkened slightly at once. He did not want to look at him and focused on the great battle before him.
He had never imagined that his own son would become one of the strongest opponents on his path to invincibility in the supernatural realm.
He could not help sighing. Oldest Younger Brother was truly fierce, trading blows with him head-on, his fist light illuminating the entire sky as he dared clash directly with Old Wang's body of annihilation and rebirth.
Even he had been shaken until his blood and qi churned, his arms numb. How many years had it been since anyone dared engage him in close combat like this?!
The Nine Extinctions Rebirth Scripture allowed him to reshape himself time and again, his flesh and spirit flawless, his cultivation unfathomably deep. Yet now, he was actually at a slight disadvantage.
Rumble!
The black great umbrella carrying threads of eternal silence spun as it collided once more with Wang Xuan's Dao-Carrying Paper. The impact was earth-shattering, tearing apart space and time.
At the same time, Wang Zesheng drew in a breath of Dao rhythm and began his counterattack. Though he did not wield the true black longsaber, his arm was like an indestructible heavenly blade.
He unleashed the intent of the Nine Extinctions Saber. In an instant, it seemed poised to snuff out the Mythical Source itself, causing the Supernatural Factors throughout the entire grand environment to decay and rapidly perish.
One could well imagine how terrifying this