The vast, surging Power of Guixu, almost equivalent to the immune mechanism of the entire Astral Realm, madly scoured the curtain of light Li Pin had raised.
Outside that twisted, winding spatial passage, his figure stood lofty as a mountain, propping up the heavens and planting his feet upon the earth.
The shuttling flying boats and warships before him were like fallen leaves, so tiny that a single breath could blow them away.
As for the innumerable Star Gods aboard those warships, they were so small they could not even be seen clearly without close inspection.
The entire scene maintained a state that was relatively intense, yet relatively still.
It was magnificent and grand.
As the confrontation between Li Pin's Light of the Great Dao and the Power of Guixu grew increasingly fierce, the Power of Guixu's reaction...
Or rather, the Astral Realm's backlash, also became increasingly intense.
More and more Power of Guixu was continuously drawn over, battering against the curtain formed by the Light of the Great Dao.
Yet no matter how much this Power of Guixu increased or how violent its assault became, the curtain of light remained like a reef standing before a tsunami, unmoved in the slightest.
This sight filled the many Heavenly Emperors of the Bonfire Holy Hall with a shock that rose from their very souls.
That...
That was the Power of Guixu.
Power of Guixu that could be called a nightmare even to Divine Emperors.
Even Supremes could not confront the Power of Guixu head-on and could only allow it to erode them.
At most, because their sheer scale was too immense, the Power of Guixu needed time to erode them. As long as they left the Astral Realm before being consumed by it, they could escape that state of erosion.
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