The Star Fixing Plate shimmered with purple light from end to end, but in a flash, the radiance vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes. When it appeared again, it was already dozens of miles away.
At that moment, dozens of Mahayana cultivators were fighting one another within this hundred-mile radius. Explosions boomed, magical treasures flew everywhere, and a vast ocean of energy and astral wind rampaged across heaven and earth, surging like a tsunami and crashing together like mountain peaks.
In such a chaotic stretch of sky, the Star Fixing Plate could conceal itself in the void and flee into the distance without being affected. Its strength was truly beyond words.
The Star Fixing Plate had not vanished completely, nor had it crossed the void and entered the Void Domain. This made Saintly Venerable Qing Kui breathe a sigh of relief. He knew the Star Fixing Plate had not yet reached the point of escaping for good.
He did not attack Han Xufeng and the other two again. Instead, his figure flashed as he chased after the distant Star Fixing Plate.
Several shrill screams immediately rang out along his path.
At this moment, Saintly Venerable Qing Kui's heart was no longer calm. He had schemed for the Star Fixing Plate for one or two thousand years. If he let it escape, he would fly into a murderous rage and slaughter every True Ghost Realm cultivator here.
Waves of bell tones spread in all directions, slicing and shaving like razor-sharp blades of sound. Whether they were True Ghost Realm cultivators or Mahayana cultivators from the True Demon Realm, anyone who failed to dodge would be attacked without distinction.
The people from the True Demon Realm knew Saintly Venerable Qing Kui's temperament, so at his furious shout, they hurriedly dodged aside.