"Damn it! Of all times, they had to stir up trouble now!"
Before the curse in his heart had faded, the Four Swords of Zhu Xian rose at his command, whirling swiftly into a ring. Their cold glints formed a wheel, firmly protecting that wisp of remaining divine sense; the sword qi poured forth like an inverted Heavenly River, ten thousand streams attacking at once as they blasted back in the opposite direction.
Boom—rumble—rumble!
The void collapsed, vast starfields were annihilated in an instant, stars shattered completely, and the Zhou Tian Star Dou fell wholly into disorder.
"Now!"
Luohu rejoiced inwardly. His divine sense transformed into a streak of flowing fire and shot in an instant toward the rift in the void that the sword qi had forcibly torn open.
"Hmph."
A cold snort rippled out from the Deep Chaos, its invisible sound waves spreading across the eight wildernesses.
Su Yang suddenly heard decadent music in his ears. Hundreds and thousands of demonesses moaned sweetly, their graceful bodies swaying, slender waists twisting lightly, their eyes flowing. Every move they made brimmed with bone-eroding charm and soul-hooking temptation.
"Demonesses offering seduction? Such a crude illusionary art dares to appear before me!"
Su Yang's Anger erupted, and his divine sense condensed into a tangible sharp blade that slashed out fiercely.
In an instant, screams rose one after another from the void. Those decadent sounds were severed completely, as though an invisible swift blade had sliced them off at the root.
Seeing this, Luohu felt sweetness rise in his throat and spat out a mouthful of thick demonic qi, black as ink and surging like a tide. In an instant, it shrouded the heavens and blocked the sun, while thunder exploded in its wake, rumbling without end.
Each demonic thunderbolt burst apart, shaking