The sudden shout brought Li Zhōujūn back to his senses.
Immediately afterward, Li Zhōujūn saw a black shadow carrying overwhelming demonic mist hurtling toward him. Its speed was so incredible that the trees beneath the firmament in its path were all crushed into powder.
"Is that... an Immortal Lord-level aura?"
Seeing this, Li Zhōujūn sucked in a cold breath.
It was already too late to dodge.
Without using Fifty-Fifty, he would absolutely be crushed into powder in an instant, just like those trees!
At the same time, within the overwhelming demonic mist, a red-eyed figure saw Li Zhōujūn. A cruel smile curled across his lips, and he directly carried the demonic force with him as he crushed toward Li Zhōujūn.
At this moment, he could already see Li Zhōujūn being crushed into a heap of minced flesh.
But Li Zhōujūn moved as well.
The aura around him swept out in all directions like a sudden storm.
"This is an Immortal Lord?!"
After sensing the aura erupting from Li Zhōujūn, the figure within the demonic mist suddenly widened his eyes. He was actually a Third-Rank Immortal Lord of the same realm as himself!
Rumble!
At that moment, the wind and clouds surging between heaven and earth, mingled with flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, condensed between Li Zhōujūn's hands into the domineering words "Wind Cloud."
This move was precisely the Wind Cloud Seal divine ability Li Zhōujūn had obtained from his recent sign-in.
Li Zhōujūn swept out his wide sleeve, and the words "Wind Cloud" surged toward the overwhelming demonic mist with irresistible force.
The figure within the demonic mist was horrified. He hurriedly mobilized the mist swirling around his body, attempting to resist Li Zhōujūn's divine ability.
With a tremendous boom, the figure within the demonic mist withstood Li