A torrent of destruction raged, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
At that instant, the old Daoist's expression changed drastically as well, but he had no time to stop it.
Su Yi's strike had destroyed more than just his trump card. The torrent of destruction unleashed by that Sword Qi was likewise boundlessly terrifying.
That was why the aftershock of this blow appeared so horrifying.
Su Yi paid no heed to any of it.
The instant the battle's aftermath began spreading, he arrived at Hu Taizhong's side.
What left Su Yi speechless was that this old guy had actually been frightened unconscious long ago, sprawled on the ground and insensible.
Still, as long as the man remained alive, that was enough.
Hmm?
As if sensing something, Su Yi suddenly looked up.
Deep in the heavens, a dim Bronze Lamp abruptly lit up. Its lamplight was hazy, illusory, and indistinct.
Yet the moment the lamp appeared, this entire world of mountains and rivers seemed to be completely imprisoned.
Even the battle aftermath that had been spreading froze in place at that instant, utterly motionless.
The black robed man broke out in a cold sweat.
The battle aftermath had been no more than several feet away from smashing into him and the Yellow-Skirt Girl beside him!
"The Heavenless Lamp!"
The old Daoist secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He knew who had acted.
"That lamp."
Su Yi raised his brows.
Back when he had met Great Yu God Emperor of the Five Thunder Taoist Temple, he had witnessed the Heavenless Lamp's power. He also knew that the other party possessed another incomparably wondrous treasure called the Boundless Bell.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
The Heavenless Lamp scattered dim lamplight, and the frozen battle aftermath gradually dissipated without a trace.
"Again."