Chaos qi raged, carrying fluctuations that shook heaven and earth. He took a step, and a golden path appeared beneath his feet as he plunged deep into the grand formation. With a movement of his body, fragments of time danced around him. He crossed tens of thousands of miles, charging freely through the formation and directly closing in on one of the lightning Emperor weapons.
Boom!
An earth-shattering fluctuation erupted. At that moment, Ji Huanyu pressed down with one palm, his entire body overflowing with terrifying battle intent, as though he had transformed into a battle saint. All kinds of Dao rhythms circulated within his palm.
In a single instant, he launched an unknown number of attacks.
A world-shaking beam of Dao light swept down, shaking heaven and earth and shattering layer upon layer of void. A great dragon let out a heaven-rending roar—it was the phantom of the Taihuang Sword. Yet it was different now. Compared to before, its power had not increased much, but it possessed an unmatched dominance and seemed far more agile.
Li Wan'er's gaze blazed as it pierced through the void. She saw a phantom clad in dragon robes. It was Taihuang of old, his figure incomparably clear, as though he were a real person. Wielding a dragon sword, he unleashed all manner of supreme Dao arts, terrifying beyond measure!
The land beneath his feet seemed to grant him a blessing, faintly carrying an alternative set of Dao laws. When Li Wan'er entered it, she felt as though she were fighting on hostile ground, burdened by a kind of restraint.
Even more figures were condensing. Li Wan'er struck out with one palm, and the Great Dao flowed. World-shaking fluctuations spread out as heaven and earth overturned. A crystalline, resplendent furnace intertwined with nine divine phoenixes