"Whew..."
The storm ceased, then rose again. Time froze, then resumed its flow.
No one noticed what Xu Xiaoshou had done during that instant of Time Freeze.
If they could have noticed, Xu Xiaoshou would not have had to give birth in public. That would have damaged Master Shou's awe-inspiring image far too much.
What was more, this was the very moment he had cleaved Dao Xuanji with his sword and was about to make a name for himself.
When his left hand rose and clenched into a fist above his head, as though he had seized the prevailing tides of the world, the Fire Dao Disk beneath Xu Xiaoshou's feet unfurled.
"Dragon-Fusion Realm."
His indifferent voice drifted in all directions.
White Flame spanning ten thousand miles rose in response from the collapsing Spatial Fragment Flow, gathering into a realm and forming a dazzling spectacle above Yujing, as though a White Sun had descended upon the world.
"Bang!"
The Blood Shadow Copper Coins were hurled through the air first, growing larger and larger as they flew.
Fang Wenxin might not have liked Dao Xuanji, but she was still the current Hall Master of the Holy Spirit Hall. Xu Xiaoshou cleaving her down with a single sword was far too humiliating.
What it damaged was not merely Dao Xuanji herself, but also the prestige of the Holy Spirit Hall.
—The supreme leader of the continent's number-one faction being slain by some nobody from a dark faction—wouldn't that make people laugh their teeth out?
But what had happened was already set in stone. At this point, they did not seek to turn heaven and earth around, only to contain the adverse impact as much as possible.
After all, casualties in battle happened everywhere, at all times.
If the Holy Spirit Hall emerged