Still putting on airs and playing god!
And he still fucking wanted to shroud things in mystery!
Ye Zhun flew into a rage. The winding blood vessels in his lone eye burned like fire, yet beneath the gaze of those pitch-black eyes, he inexplicably felt his hair stand on end.
Chun Jun's warnings came again and again, without cease. Ominous signs rose from his heart in a tangled flood, yet he could not tell where this unease and terror came from.
He could only feel the bone-piercing chill growing ever worse!
He no longer dared to be careless or arrogant. Though his face remained disdainful, his heart had already begun to contract madly. Instinctively vigilant, he stood ready for battle, wholly focused.
The Ye Clan's secret Scene Tremor circulated, and Juque reappeared!
All Nine Forms emerged together, their radiance flowing as they fused into one. Ye Zhun could no longer concern himself with anything else. He directly began extracting the useless Red Firmament and Yuchang, converting them into Juque to mend its damage and gaps!
Beneath Scene Tremor, the shadows of towering mountains emerged—endless, with hundreds and thousands of overlapping phantoms forming sheer cliffs that already stood before him!
This was an unprecedentedly terrifying defense. Even if the entire false world were utterly annihilated, it could never shake the Tower's existence, much less harm Ye Zhun himself.
Even so, the instant Ji Jue's Scene Tremor appeared, his heart still leapt into his throat as he stared fixedly at that flash of radiance that had appeared from nowhere.
Then, Juque shattered!
Under the destructive transmutation of Scene Tremor, the Juque that had just been repaired was heavily damaged once more, yet the defense it supported remained completely intact!
A futile effort!
"Nothing but—"
The corner of Ye Zhun's mouth lifted. Just