Duan Zhengfang's gaze fell upon Li Zhōujūn's clone. "Your clone is already at the Twelfth-Rank Source Emperor Realm. If your main body were here, this old man naturally wouldn't dare act rashly..."
"Why are you spouting so much nonsense?! Hurry up and capture him!"
Seeing Duan Zhengfang still wasting words with Li Zhōujūn, Xue Jingqing couldn't help snorting coldly and interrupting him.
"Young Master, this old servant will act at once!" Duan Zhengfang hurriedly replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengfang looked at Li Zhōujūn with a ruthless expression.
It was obvious.
If he failed to capture Li Zhōujūn, Xue Jingqing would certainly kill him.
With that thought, boundless Divine Light erupted from Duan Zhengfang's palms. Majestic power surged from his body, and behind him appeared the enormous phantoms of a dragon and an elephant.
At the same time, Duan Zhengfang slammed both palms toward Li Zhōujūn. Two gigantic palm projections manifested in the void and came crushing down on him.
The dragon-elephant manifestations behind Duan Zhengfang also let out furious roars, and the void began to tremble violently.
"That old man's aura doesn't seem much weaker than the Azure Emperor's!"
"What realm are they even in?! We Eternal Twelfth-Stage cultivators are simply frogs at the bottom of a well before them!"
"This power could probably destroy the entire Eternal Continent in a single thought..."
As the scene of Duan Zhengfang's attack entered the eyes of the onlookers, all of them were filled with terror.
Emperor Fúmèng, Lu Hua Jun, Empress of the End, and the others were all sweating for Li Zhōujūn.
Yet in the face of Duan Zhengfang's attack, Li Zhōujūn's expression remained unchanged.
When the two gigantic palms reached Li Zhōujūn.
Li Zhōujūn finally moved.
He merely swept out his broad sleeve, and surging waves