"Li Xin?"
The shattered space and earth-shaking pressure did not affect Jiang Qiao's vision.
His Dual Pupils shifted slightly, and he instantly recognized the Dharma Idol towering to the heavens as Li Xin—the very person he had been puzzling over moments ago!
At this moment.
The phantom flickered as heaven and earth collapsed.
Li Xin took one step, as if crossing the River of History, and abruptly appeared before Wuheng Holy Lord.
Boom!
A soundless explosion.
It was like the deafening crash of a collapsing mountain, yet it was utterly silent.
The World Barrier shattered.
Unlike the fine cracks from before, the aura of the Void Abyss now surged in like seawater pouring backward, plunging the entire Northern Territory into turmoil.
It was as though an enormous force was siphoning the land, trying to drag it into the depths of the universe.
Wuheng Holy Lord was caught off guard.
A massive hole had pierced him from his spine through to his chest!
"Who are you?"
Venerable Yu shouted sharply.
A snow-white jade wall rose from the ground, instantly blocking Wuheng Holy Lord's front and attempting to stop the opponent's continued assault.
However.
At that moment.
Buzz!
A piercing, low hum rang out. A deep, dark, icy, despairing sense of suffocation suddenly welled up in the hearts of every spectator.
In an instant.
A strange scene appeared before everyone's eyes.
An endless abyss.
Within the abyss, something even darker seemed to flash past from that unfathomable darkness.
Immediately afterward.
The Great Elder of Liunian Village, who held the Taboo Weapon and was poised to strike.
Suddenly looked stunned.
"You!"
He whipped around, his gaze piercing through space toward a man a hundred meters away.
The Prayer Association's president—Fang Xun!
At this moment.
Fang Xun held a black velvet curtain in his