The fierce battle raged on.
Luo Yan suddenly sensed something and looked up.
Through the panoramic window, he saw that the Jambu Realm Space above had grown several times larger. At its center, a pale-blue ice crystal had appeared at some point.
Then the ice crystal rapidly spread and expanded, changing and combining.
Soon.
A human face appeared high in the sky.
It was handsome, with a heroic air.
As soon as the face appeared, Luo Yan's shoulders suddenly sank.
It was as if a mountain had been pressed down on his head, forcing his entire body toward the ground.
What terrifying might!
Midnight saw the face as well. The Throne General immediately dropped to one knee, raised his head to the sky, and shouted.
"Your Majesty Qi Que!"
He was speaking the language of the Heavenly Ghosts, so Luo Yan could not understand him.
But when he saw the general kneel, Luo Yan's heart shook violently.
What kind of existence could make a general kneel?
The answer was obvious.
A Heavenly Ghost throne!
Was that human face a throne?
Was a throne about to descend?
At that moment, faint sounds of wind and thunder came from beyond the demon realm.
Luo Yan looked over. His gaze pierced through the demon realm and landed among the mountains.
There.
Countless bolts of lightning descended from the heavens, entangling with one another and transforming into a pillar of light that crashed down with overwhelming force.
In an instant, light and shadows flickered in that place.
Even the human face in the sky turned toward the mountainous region.
A moment later.
Beginning from the mountainous region, the flesh walls rapidly faded in color and turned pale.
When the wind blew, they turned into powder and scattered through the air.
At this moment, if