Suddenly, Old Monster Mo Yu moved.
His figure blurred, then vanished into thin air. Next, several cyan glows flickered, transforming into seven Lightning Arcs as thick as the Heavenly Tribulation. They abruptly appeared two to three hundred zhang in front of Qin Fengming, their arcs razor-sharp and trailing piercing sounds as they slashed toward the motionless Qin Fengming.
The seven arcs were not dazzling, but behind them rolled overwhelming energy. They were like seven surging, roaring rivers spanning the void, seemingly stirring the vast star river beyond the realm and drowning the lone, diminutive figure in the void beneath a heaven-covering onslaught.
Wherever the arcs passed, crisp crackles filled the heavens. The void collapsed, forming seven enormous, pitch-black, bottomless holes. Arcs burst around the holes like electric pythons running wild, while endless darkness rose and sank within them, chilling to the bone.
This was a strike that shook the ancient past and dazzled the present.
The might contained in the attack surpassed imagination. Nothing could withstand it. Even a ten-thousand-zhang mountain peak would certainly be shattered in an instant before it.
At the very moment Old Monster Mo Yu's figure abruptly vanished, Qin Fengming also swept both hands fiercely through the void.
As his hands moved, a mass of dim, luminous ripples suddenly surged before him. The dusky light flashed into existence, then expanded in an instant, spreading violently like a vast cloud of mist capable of withering everything before it.
The vast ripples instantly veiled the immense void. As they surged, a scene suddenly emerged.
It was an incomparably real and boundless ocean. The sea raged to the heavens, its thunderous waves echoing across heaven and earth. Within it, towering peaks that reached the sky appeared and vanished amid the mist.
The Mountain Sea Seal Art was an immortal-realm