"Impudent wretch!"
"Yuan Wangchen" flew into an immediate rage as a terrifying Qi flow spilled out, instantly elevating his current realm's cultivation to the Nine-Ring Peak. His location instantly transformed into a pitch-black abyss, intent on swallowing both Li Qingyun and the nameless Daoist.
At this movement, the coldness in Li Qingyun's eyes grew even sharper.
He knew Yuan Wangchen was finished. How could a one-ring shell possibly overload with the might of the Nine-Ring Peak? After today, even if this vessel could survive, its foundations would inevitably shatter completely, cutting off its future Dao Path once and for all.
That was no different from death!
To have the foundation ruined and the Dao Path broken—for someone of Yuan Wangchen's pride, living was equivalent to death.
Saints viewed everything beneath them as mere ants!
Essentally, they were simply a group of utterly ruthless and cold-blooded existences!
"Suppress!"
In an instant, Li Qingyun closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. His star-like eyes flashed with cold light, and the Great Dao Qi Flow abruptly surged in power as he pointed a lightning-fast finger.
Bang!
The massive dark abyss formed by "Yuan Wangchen" burst apart with a crash.
Immediately following that, the entire Mirror World collapsed with a deafening roar!
Amidst the violent and chaotic turbulent Qi flow, Yuan Wangchen's body began to crack like celadon porcelain, instantly webbed with spider-like fractures. Only then did his handsome face recover a trace of its clear, true nature. With reluctance, hatred, and a glimmer of hope, he looked toward the Dao shadow in green floating amidst the collapsing world.
"Save, save me! My life has been one of diligence and toil; my Dao Path should not end like this..." Yuan Wangchen's lips moved, but under the control of the Outside Void Will, he