A soft sound rang out.
Yanmang slashed out a blaze of white fire. It passed through the Heavenly Ancestor's light as though meeting no resistance, cleaving it cleanly apart.
Boom!
As the holy tribulation thundered through heaven and earth once more, everyone was freed from the Time Ancestor Shadow Staff's confinement.
The moment they came to their senses, they saw the Heavenly Ancestor's light split in two, sliding past either side of Dao Qiongchang's body.
It had been perilously close, but it had not struck him!
"He cleaved it apart?"
Countless people cried out in shock.
The Heaven Ancestor Power summoned by the Siwu Formation had unquestionably reached the level of a Saint Emperor attack.
Even if Xu Xiaoshou had erupted with all his strength, there was no way he should have been able to cut through that beam of light, right?
How had his power risen to such a level in such a short time? Had he borrowed the Time Ancestor Shadow Staff? No, this was Emberglow's aura! But Long Rongzhi, the Emberlight Half-Saint and strongest of the Emberlight Lineage—even if his true body were here, he would not possess such overwhelming pressure! Then, looking again at Xu Xiaoshou in the sky, as unrestrained and flamboyant as a Flame Sovereign descended into the world, and sensing the aura leaking from him—an aura that made all things tremble with just a trace of it—everyone had no choice but to accept that absurd speculation: "Xu Xiaoshou... became a Saint Emperor?"
—What kind of joke was this?!
Standing atop the void with the famed sword Yanmang in hand, Xu Xiaoshou endured the agonizing pain of his body crazily breaking apart as his attention drifted for a moment.
He stared blankly at the slash he had just unleashed. It contained not a shred