Battle Against a Quasi Star Saint

The starry sky was gloomy, stained with a chilling red glow.

It was light reflected from more than ten thousand warships, while blood streamed down in torrents.

From afar, it looked like a scene from the Asura hells.

The battered remnants of Silver Tree Star trembled with fear.

How could they imagine that all this had been wrought by a single person and a single sword?

Deep in the starry sky, a figure with an immortal bearing drew in the essence of the sun and moon, merging with the power of the Yang Face Universe to undergo a transformation.

He was a veteran Quasi Star Saint. Who knew how many years he had spent refining himself at this level?

He had reached the utmost limit.

He was only one step away from breaking into the true Star Saint realm, but had never managed to succeed.

To him, the Yang Face was a fortuitous opportunity.

And indeed it was.

His aura surged at a terrifying pace, undergoing a Qualitative Change. The starry sky trembled for billions upon billions of miles. More frightening still, the old man's Primordial Spirit was transforming as well, swelling dramatically. The Great Dao spread outward with a thunderous roar, while countless bolts of lightning coiled around his body.

"He's advancing into the Star Saint realm!"

"We can't let him succeed!"

People from the Immortal Spirit Continent watched the scene from afar through Secret Treasures or with their Divine Sense, crying out in despair.

A Star Saint would be a devastating blow to this stretch of starry sky.

Yet some people were also perplexed by the one who had stepped in.

The top experts of Immortal Spirit Star had entered the Immortal Domain. Who would have thought that such an unparalleled expert was still here, holding down