690th Chapter: Seventh-Rank Dao Venerable?!

"Then I, Li Mou, can only see this through to the end."

Li Zhōujūn said with a smile.

Purple Gold Emperor let out a cold laugh. Then he waved the broad sleeve of his purple-gold imperial robe. In an instant, the sky dimmed, lightning flashed, and thunder boomed. Countless waves of air surged like a furious tide, sweeping up an uncountable number of flying grains of sand and shattered stones as they rolled toward Li Zhōujūn.

Seeing this, Xu Xi'an, who was standing to the side, knew that she could no longer stop Qing Emperor and Purple Gold Emperor from fighting. Looking at Li Zhōujūn's figure standing amid the vast, raging wind, her heart rose into her throat.

The people far away in the square could not help sweating for Li Zhōujūn at the sight.

After all, a battle between a Sixth-Rank Dao Venerable and a Seventh-Rank Dao Venerable was practically certain death.

Although Purple Gold Emperor had merely waved his hand casually, that terrifying aura was absolutely enough to leave any Sixth-Rank Dao Venerable crippled even if it did not kill them. A Sixth-Rank Dao Venerable simply could not withstand it.

But in the next second, something that left everyone dumbfounded happened.

Although Li Zhōujūn stood right at the center of that terrifying aura, he remained standing firm like a tall green pine, and even looked extremely relaxed and at ease.

"How is that possible?!"

"Qing Emperor was completely unmoved by that strike from Purple Gold Emperor?"

"Could it be that Qing Emperor's cultivation is also at the Seventh-Rank Dao Venerable level?"

The many cultivators far away in the square widened their eyes one after another, their faces filled with disbelief.

Among them, Old Immortal Pengchi, who had originally wanted to watch Li Zhōujūn make a fool of himself,