Dark clouds rolled and lightning serpents danced wildly.
The whole world trembled beneath their might, as if doomsday had arrived.
Shi Yuanhao stood between heaven and earth like a celestial god.
And Fang Mo, amid this vast world, was as tiny as an ant.
Meng Xiuping and Xiang Yunqing had just moved to stop him when two other Transcendent Realm cultivators blocked their way. Pang Angong also stood watch over them, sword in hand.
"Don't even think about stopping me!"
Pang Angong wore a smug look. He wanted Fang Mo dead; only then could he sate the hatred in his heart. How could he possibly let the two of them interfere?
The two could only feel helpless. Now, everything depended on Fang Mo.
Yue Muhong and Lian Qingyi also sighed softly. Fang Mo was probably doomed this time.
Fang Mo stood amid the raging energy, utterly unafraid. Dark gold swirled in his eyes. He was about to summon the Dragon Blood Battle Armor. Today, only the Dragon Blood Battle Armor could let him fight Shi Yuanhao.
Just then, an even more powerful will descended.
Heaven and earth shuddered violently. In an instant, the dark clouds and lightning were blown apart, scattering into a sky full of lightning and broken clouds.
Shi Yuanhao's body stiffened slightly, and he involuntarily took a step back. He looked up at the sky, his gaze grave. His domain had actually been broken.
At that moment, the scattered clouds swiftly gathered again, drawing even the lightning serpents toward them.
Clouds and lightning converged, forming a gigantic face. It looked somewhat like a digital human face, though its features were clearly visible. Most striking were the pair of majestic eyes above, sweeping across the scene before settling on Shi Yuanhao, radiating boundless authority.
Meng Xiuping and Xiang