New Chapter: Give Me a Fulcrum and I'll Blow Apart the True Saint's Father

Let time be an abyss that swallowed everything; let the torrent of stars crash against the heavens, the universe collapse, and vast changes transform the Supernatural Central World—Wang Xuan hoped that he could still hold fast to something and press forward without hesitation.

Of course, he would not cling stubbornly to old rules or fail to adapt. Even the Supernatural Central Great Universe was changing, constantly undergoing renewal. How could living beings themselves not change along with it?

"To go against the great tide... but who exactly is the great tide?"

He stretched his limbs. As a True Immortal—and one of the most formidable Limit-breaking True Immortals—he recovered quickly. New bones formed, his flesh brimmed with vigorous life, and his blood energy surged from the crown of the head like a Divine Rainbow.

There was nothing to hide. He was simply this strong. If they wanted to purify him with the Guīhuà Jīng, then he would show these people his worth and make them look forward to him even more.

A moment later, he quieted down and had completely recovered. Every gesture carried Dao charm. He was just that fast.

Only, his white robes were stained with blood. The clothes over his spine and heart had arm-thick holes punched through them, a horrifying sight, soaked scarlet.

He did not rush to counterattack. One careless move would only send him to his death.

Moreover, he had to determine where the Dao Control Banner was. He could lose everything else, but this forbidden item had to remain in his grasp.

Footsteps sounded. The supposedly formidable young Limit Breakers had arrived, men and women alike, each possessing an extraordinary bearing.

Some had been selected by that young lady from throughout the starry skies and brought back to a True Saint Dojo, clearly having