Emperor Wenguang relied on that ring of golden light to barely evade another slash from Chen Chuan, but anger and fear appeared in his eyes.
At this point, he seemed to have been forced to use a power he had previously been unwilling to employ.
The dense fluorescent glow around him suddenly flared with even more dazzling brilliance. The void seemed to be illuminated through, and a massive cloud of silver mist appeared overhead, pouring down toward Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan's gaze sharpened. He immediately sensed that this was some kind of power from the higher realms.
Whether it was the field around him, his spirit, or the Spiritual Fire, once touched by this thing, all of them vanished. It seemed capable of grinding away everything it came into contact with.
Fortunately, after fighting Prince Yuan, he had already taken precautions against it. Although Prince Yuan had ultimately failed to use this method, Emperor Wenguang might not.
At that moment, the Profound Sky Fire on the halo behind the Aspect of Man suddenly drifted outward and collided with the luminous mist. The instant they touched, the mist burst into roaring flames.
It was clear that although this thing was inferior to the Profound Sky Fire, it was still something of the same level.
At the same time, he understood why Emperor Wenguang had seemed so reluctant to use this method. Actively drawing upon higher power could interfere with, even disrupt, the Ascension to Immortality ritual. The beam of light serving as the conduit before them was already beginning to tremble slightly under this power's infiltration.
But Chen Chuan would not show mercy. At the very instant the protective golden light dissipated, his blade light pierced inward again!
Emperor Wenguang had not expected even this to fail to stop him. Fortunately,