Dragon Pearl!
Before that dragon head that blotted out the sky, a Dragon Pearl like a black sun was spat forth. Blazing black holy power burned within it, as though it contained an eternal force that would never fade.
Whether it was Dao Qiongchang, Rao Yaoyao, or the spirit cultivators far away in East Heavenly King City, the Yunlun Mountain Range, and the other prefectural cities of the Eastern Heaven Realm, all of them felt dread at a single glance and dared not look directly at it again.
Holy Emperor power!
Even for a Demi-Saint, it was an overwhelming gap in terms of quality.
"Too late to stop it..."
Rao Yaoyao cast a sidelong glance at Dao Qiongchang's holy will projection.
Even if she did not know what Demon Emperor Black Dragon was about to do, with such vast Holy Emperor power contained within that Dragon Pearl, Dao Qiongchang likely could not accumulate a second blast of "Saint-Slaying Light" anytime soon to destroy it.
"After exhausting every scheme, I still lost by half a move."
Dao Qiongchang's misty projection in the heavens smiled faintly, not taking his defeat to heart.
Since his true opponent was Ba Zunan, defeat was nine times out of ten inevitable.
Dao Qiongchang had learned to accept the outcome of defeat decades ago.
Naturally, there would be unwillingness.
But one who could pick things up could also put them down—that was the unfathomable Dao Qiongchang, the Dao Hall Master whose heights stood level with Heaven.
What was more, in this clash, the enemy had been in the shadows while he had stood in the light.
He had fallen into the other party's layout first and had been attempting to break the deadlock. That in itself was very unlike Dao Qiongchang.
What the real Dao Qiongchang excelled