"That's one of the Netherworld Palace's supreme divine arts. It's reached the quasi-great perfection level... They say that when cultivated to its peak, it can melt everything within ten thousand miles into primal spiritual energy, then turn it into the power of those black flames. That's practically the power of Law," a knowledgeable expert said with a trembling voice.
"They say the master of the Netherworld Palace once used it to swallow and melt an entire rival first-rate faction. Not one of the tens of thousands in the sect survived. That was how the Netherworld Palace cemented its unshakable position in the Northern Domain," someone else added in a hushed voice, fear thick in their words.
"The Netherworld Prince hasn't mastered it to that extent. He's nowhere near his palace master's world-destroying power. But this is still far beyond what anyone at their level can withstand. It's a quasi-great perfection divine art!"
The sharper-eyed experts among the spectators began whispering in shock. None had expected the Netherworld Prince to be driven so far that he had to unleash such a deadly last resort.
Boom!
As the Netherworld God World-Ending Flame swept across the sky, Xuan Yuan abruptly formed a seal with his hands.
Solemnity filled his handsome face. His fingers flew through ancient, arcane seals, and with each change, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth trembled in resonance.
Dazzling spiritual light burst from his body, more than ten times brighter than the giant silver sword he had summoned before. A profound, cryptic power radiated from it.
That power seemed to carry a supreme Law before which even heaven and earth had to bow—the mark of a true great perfection divine art.
"Heaven-Piercing Divine Lotus!"
At Xuan Yuan's cry, the dazzling light converged beneath his feet, pouring in from every