"Get lost!"
Li Qingyun shouted in fury, but what came out was another howl.
It did not affect his attack. Both palms lashed out like lightning, carrying terrifying might that slapped even the void into chaos!
"How was it this ferocious...?"
The two Void Saints who had dared to curry favor with the Western Heaven had barely connected with his Great Dao when they felt the blue-robed monster's power crashing into them like a Great Universe behemoth. Before they could finish their terrified cries, they had already become tumbling gourds, blasted flying.
Most of the Foul Blood they spat out splattered across the enormous Bronze Palace Gate, a shocking sight to behold.
To the meddlesome pair's relief, the blue-robed monster had no interest in them at all. Its figure flashed, rolling past like a reeking gale, and vanished into the depths beyond the gate, into the Ruins of Yin.
Within the Ruins of Yin, through his blood-red, chaotic, blurred vision, Li Qingyun saw vast stretches of collapsed ancient palaces and all manner of scattered, useless bronze fragments. All had been cast from a bronze of even more mysterious and durable texture. From the relatively intact portions, one could see that the crafting techniques had been exquisitely refined—truly so ingenious they seemed to steal the work of Heaven.
Even with his attainments in artifact refinement, he feared he was inferior to them.
These collapsed and surviving ancient bronze remains lay layered upon layer, like an immense ancient labyrinth. No one knew how many there were.
Throughout this half-collapsed bronze maze, powerful auras were scattered everywhere.
They belonged to the Saints who had entered ahead of him, probing deeper inside and following the tidal waves of spacetime fluctuations in search of some "Cosmos Grand Teleportation Array."
This exquisitely perfect labyrinth of the