Boom—
Within Clear Abyss, clouds churned and flowed without cease, suddenly pouring backward into the imperial mausoleum.
The "Supreme Elder" had carelessly let something slip, leaving Shangguan Wencang no choice but to act ahead of time. The drifting clouds looked insubstantial, yet invisible chains seemed to have formed within them. Those Demon Cult members caught in them found their strength had nowhere to go.
Situ Ding was, after all, in the Seventh Realm. With merely the rise of his aura, the clouds could not approach him.
Then, with a cold snort, he tore apart the shackles and stamped his left foot. In an instant, an inexplicable force swept out. Though there was no wind, it blew the clouds into rolling waves before dispersing them completely in the blink of an eye.
With that single move, he recognized the identity of the person who had attacked.
"Shangguan Wencang?" Mo Chaozong seemed stunned and failed to react for a moment.
But wasn't the other man a helper sent by the Immortal?
"We've fallen into a trap!" As the words fell, Situ Ding threw a punch. Black light flashed, unimaginably fast.
The Clear Abyss Sect Master's appearance here meant that their scheme had likely been exposed before the other man's eyes from beginning to end.
But who exactly was that "Immortal"?
Yet he had no time to ponder such matters. If he could not end this swiftly, then once the other factions arrived, even the backup measure the Cult Master had left him might not work.
Riiip—
Though the black light was small, every flash made hearts tremble. In an instant, it flickered hundreds of times. It seemed soundless, but the clouds around Shangguan Wencang surged and exploded hundreds of times as well, vanishing completely in moments.
In just one strike, Shangguan Wencang