Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 862

Tearing Apart the Vault of Heaven

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"Fellow Daoist, why the rush?"

Before Kong Xuan had finished speaking, Chi You had already roared like thunder and swung his blade down. Blood-colored blade energy tore through the vault of heaven, striking toward Kong Xuan in layers upon layers!

Kong Xuan threw back his head and laughed. "You dare bring such petty tricks onto the stage?"

With a sweep and pull of his robe sleeves, the Five-colored Divine Light suddenly condensed into a divine sword. Chilling radiance burst forth, and wherever the sword pointed, the Colorful Mist pierced the sun like a rainbow, slashing fiercely toward Chi You's demonic blade!

The clash of metal rang out without end. Sword energy and blade force surged and collided, causing heaven and earth to change color!

A violent torrent poured down as though heaven and earth had collapsed, instantly swallowing hundreds of thousands of Nine Li soldiers. Ying Long hovered above the sea of clouds, looking down at the enemy troops scattering like ants. A smug, cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. On this mission, he had been ordered by the East Sea Dragon King to assist the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan. With no more than a wave of his sleeve, he had crushed hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers! With just a little more effort, he could wipe out the entire Nine Li line. Such immense merit was practically within reach!

But at that very moment, the Heavenly Vault suddenly sank. The Golden Crow lost its light, as if an invisible giant hand had gripped its throat. It was the sign that Chi You had unleashed his Wrath!

The light and shadows of the Three Realms had yet to recover when Ying Long's expression suddenly froze. The overwhelming turbid waves, previously controlled by his thoughts, abruptly broke free of

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