That sword-light was an immortal art unleashed through Gou Chen's divine path. Not only was it incredibly fast, but its power was astonishing.
Electric snakes danced wildly around the sword-light, crackling as countless balls of electric plasma scattered from it.
With lightning speed, it arrived before Zhurong almost the instant Michael dodged aside.
In the cockpit, watching the panoramic windows blaze with chaotic lightning, Luo Yan could not even spare the energy to curse Li Meng. He controlled Zhurong, activated its divine path, and unleashed an immortal art that combined offense and defense.
Changli's heavy sword swept in a circle, sending out a crimson ring of flames.
The ring of flames cleaved apart the incoming thunderous sword-light, splitting Gou Chen's divine thunder into two streams.
One stream flew over Zhurong's head, vanishing into the sky of Guixu in an instant.
The other slammed into Zhurong's feet, blasting an unfathomably deep gap into the ruins' ground.
Only then did Luo Yan let out a breath. He looked toward Michael again.
The Golden Giant had already risen to his feet, and a massive silver archway had appeared beside him.
The archway had opened, revealing a dazzling radiance of multicolored light within.
This was Death Angel Sariel's Moon Gate!
Michael was going to escape!
Without time to think, Luo Yan summoned Fire Yang True Lord.
At once, a mass of crimson-gold illusory flames rose behind Zhurong.
A faint divine aura seeped from the flames.
Then Fire Yang True Lord, his broad sleeves fluttering, stepped out of the flames and onto the ruins' ground.
The instant the Energy Body appeared, it raised a hand and formed a sword seal.
The Heavenly Dragon at its waist rose into a cloud of fire and shot away. In midair, it stretched and transformed into a crimson-gold longsword.