Shi Tian Holy Realm

"Ao Si Hai, you're courting death!" In midair, Hao Meili's face flushed crimson as she glared furiously at Ao Si Hai.

"Whoooooooooosh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

All around Ao Si Hai, sinister winds suddenly howled in waves, accompanied by the endless wails of ghosts and wolves.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~!"

A thunderous crash rang out in the sky. A field of azure appeared above Ao Si Hai's head—he had released his Heaven. Yet waves of icy cold still spread around him. The sinister winds continued to howl, their chill piercing to the bone. Snowflakes drifted down in waves.

The dragons flying toward Ao Si Hai all retreated. Clearly, this chill was far too terrifying.

At the South Heaven Gate, Yi Yan and the others looked strangely at Hao Meili, because they all knew how bizarre she was.

"What are you doing? Come back!" A little girl's voice suddenly came from beneath Hao Meili's feet.

It was Xiao Jin Dragon below her. Xiao Jin Dragon had not charged at Ao Si Hai.

At Xiao Jin Dragon's cry, nineteen of the hundred dragons behind Ao Si Hai flew back, while the others kept flapping about, as though unable to make up their minds.

"Hao Meili, you again. I already let the matter of the Heirloom Imperial Seal go. How dare you...!" Ao Si Hai said coldly.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Before Ao Si Hai could finish speaking, a clap of thunder exploded in the sky, abruptly cutting him off.

Ao Si Hai's eyelids twitched violently as he turned to look at the sky.

"Crack."

A crisp sound rang out. Ao Si Hai's neck twisted to the side, as though it could no longer twist back. His expression changed dramatically.

The thunder in the sky had already vanished, so why was Ao Si Hai still staring upward with such a horrified expression?

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