Big!
Far too enormous!
A heavenazure finger descended from the sky, carrying boundless might and blotting out every other distraction from everyone's sight.
It was as though, in all the world, only this one finger remained.
It could not help but remind them of the terror when Demon Emperor Black Dragon had swept its tail, hoisted up Netherworld Ghost City, and smashed through Fallen Abyss.
Mayflies in heaven and earth, a single grain in the vast sea.
Before the might of a Holy Emperor, even Half-Saints felt themselves insignificant.
Xu Xiaoshou, who bore the brunt of it, was even more horrified.
Holy Emperor Wang Ze could roll up his Holy Emperor Finger and hold it back, preventing Rao Yaoyao from being harmed.
Yet when facing the other's finger, he had no ability whatsoever to stall or defend against it head-on.
Is this the end? Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts spiraled wildly.
At the critical moment, Saintly power rippled in the distance. Nine dragon phantoms surged through the air, and amid a blood escape, an anxious figure flashed forth.
"Bai Lian of the Holy Palace greets Saint Emperor Wang Ze!"
The arrival was unexpectedly Bai Lian, who had just broken through to the Supreme Void and consumed Saint Blood. Relying on the temporary power that had elevated him to Half-Saint, he had flashed into the battlefield.
But who present was not an old hand? Even outsiders could see that Bai Lian's actions were not born of respect, but to buy Xu Xiaoshou time!
Heavenazure Finger did not pause in the slightest.
The shadowy figure who had descended from the Heavenly Ladder did not even spare Bai Lian another glance.
Boom!
Before Bai Lian could approach, the storm blasted him away.
Protected by the Nine-Dragon Ancestral-Burning Sacred Idol, Bai Lian was not injured much