Rumble!
Rumble!
Above the Kunlun Divine Palace, a blindingly hot seven-colored light shattered the void and plunged into the spatial turbulence, setting off a tremendous upheaval.
A storm spread in every direction, leveling the many buildings around the Kunlun Divine Palace.
Whoosh!
The Seven-Colored Godly Monarch stood high in the sky, surveying his surroundings. His gaze swept over every inch of space, as if trying to catch a trace of Jiang Yan and the others so he could follow the connection to find them.
Hiss!
Faintly, a phantom of a seven-colored serpent slowly appeared behind him. Its tail coiled around the Seven-Colored Godly Monarch, while its head towered high above him. Its icy pupils gleamed with a faint, chilling light, as if it were ready to devour anyone who crossed its path!
"Damn it, they really got away!"
"Heh, I never imagined that all my careful schemes would be ruined by a junior who had only just advanced to the Jie Realm."
The Seven-Colored Godly Monarch's face was icy, his fury roaring like an erupting volcano.
The Black Tide was surging, and this world would soon be reduced to nothingness. By then, everything would be exposed to chaos, and an apocalyptic calamity was sure to follow.
If he didn't possess enough strength before that happened, even he would be reduced to his most primitive state by the winds of chaos, erased completely.
That was why, after turning the many martial artists of the Yuanxin Sect into puppets, he had set his sights on his neighbor—the Kunlun Divine Palace.
If he could devour and refine the martial artists of both factions, he would surely be able to advance further.
But Jiang Yan had suppressed the many disciples of the Yuanxin Sect with the Ancient Nether Prison and burned them to ashes,