New Soul Skill, New World of Dreams.
Li Fei was immersed in an indescribable epiphany.
In a daze, it seemed that more than a decade had passed before he gradually returned to his senses—
He had witnessed the fall of a sun.
On Great Luo Peak, the golden pillar of light that had shot straight into the sky suddenly collapsed! The formation covering most of Ming Province disintegrated along with it.
The ten-thousand-meter golden dragon let out a mournful howl as its body broke apart segment by segment!
"Senior Brother—"
At the boundary, Qingyun Real Person shouted and used his natal flying sword to propel himself toward Great Luo Sect at full speed.
The president of Moyun University, who had been suppressing him all along, did not stop him.
He could not have stopped him anyway.
"Such a peerless figure has finally reached his curtain call."
The Grandmaster, whose body had been slashed by more than a dozen Sword Qi wounds, looked toward Great Luo Peak and sighed.
In the other directions of Ming Province, the powerhouses of Great Luo Sect also realized that True Lord Qingxu had failed.
Some chose to return to Great Luo Sect, while others turned and fled elsewhere.
Outside Jinshan Prefecture City, Yun Shu finally relaxed after witnessing the collapse of Dao Country with his own eyes.
Yet he still did not disperse the Son of Heaven's Dragon Qi around him. Instead, he controlled the violet-gold dragon and sent it plunging into the collapsing Dao Country, where it began devouring the scattered Dragon Qi.
The National Fortune consumed in this battle was enormous. Yun Shu would recover as much of it as he could.
"Amitabha."
The golden Buddha Statue beside him intoned a Buddhist invocation, then pressed its palms together and began reciting the Buddhist