Senluo King

On the other side.

At that moment, Li Zhōujūn was strolling leisurely through the divine arts and spells unleashed by the many experts of the Soul Refining Hall in the Soul Refining Realm.

Countless divine arts powerful enough to topple mountains and overturn seas were about to sweep over Li Zhōujūn, yet all of them seemed to slam into an invisible thick wall, bursting into dazzling explosions whose aftershock stretched for ten thousand miles.

Even so, they still could not shake Li Zhōujūn in the slightest.

"You insolent brat, the Great Emperor of our Soul Refining Hall is about to return! Don't get cocky! Everyone, help me hold this fellow back. Once the Hall Master returns—" At that moment, Gu Yujin could only rally the people of the Soul Refining Hall.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yujin fiercely slammed his staff into the ground.

In an instant, the earth split where the staff landed, sending rocks flying. A bottomless crack, resembling the gaping maw of an abyss, opened beneath Li Zhōujūn's feet.

Immediately afterward, countless palms reached out from within the crack, entangling together and transforming into a sinister giant hand that lunged toward Li Zhōujūn.

Seeing this, the people of the Soul Refining Hall also poured their own magical power into the sinister giant hand. In an instant, it erupted with boundless Divine Light, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as it clawed toward Li Zhōujūn.

Li Zhōujūn, who had been enjoying himself, merely curled the corner of his lips upward and said softly, "Ao Xue."

"I'm here." A delicate woman's voice, tinged with excitement, rang out in Li Zhōujūn's mind.

In the next moment, a snow-white radiance gathered in Li Zhōujūn's hand and transformed into a three-foot-long sword.

At that moment, although the grade