Facing the attacks of ten Emperor-class Foreign Race experts, Lu Chuan not only showed no intention of retreating, but instead pressed forward.
Light flashed around him, and he instantly soared into the sky.
Boom... clang, clang...
Without the slightest hesitation, the Epoch Blade had already risen into the air, slashing out Myriad Saber Qi.
They gathered into a long river of saber qi that tore through the sky as it surged upward.
In just a single exchange, it instantly annihilated all the attacks of the ten Foreign Race experts.
"A bunch of trash, and you dare come to intercept and kill me? Who gave you the nerve?"
Lu Chuan stood on the void, shocking killing intent crisscrossing around him.
The Epoch Blade hovered before him, and his gaze, like a sharp blade, swept rapidly over the ten Foreign Race members before finally settling on one of the Celestial Race experts among them.
This person's aura was the most powerful and profound.
He should have been at the peak of the Late Quasi-Saint Realm.
Most importantly, above this man's head, he was currently bearing a Great Cauldron.
It had three legs and two ears, its entire body a violet-blue color.
Mysterious Runes emanated from it, streams of Dao Rhythm circulating.
This was actually a top-grade Dao artifact.
Moreover, its aura was ancient and simple. It was an extremely old Dao artifact. Although it could not compare to the Xuantian Seal and the Soul Suppressing Demon Smiting Bell, it was still exceedingly ancient, with a long passage of time behind it.
It contained a kind of ancient charm.
This kind of Dao artifact, though likewise top-grade, was absolutely stronger than a newly refined top-grade one.
At the very least.
Lu Chuan asked himself, the Epoch Blade in his hand was a shade