Forbidden Sea.
A faint scent of blood permeated heaven and earth.
At this moment.
Murong Wanwan inhaled the barely perceptible scent of blood, yet she did not know whether it came from this incarnation of hers or was a distinctive odor of the Forbidden Sea.
She panted faintly, her icy eyes fixed on the powerhouses of the two races closing in to kill her.
After her cold gaze swept over them all...
Murong Wanwan revealed a trace of madness and roared:
"You want this True Lord's life? Then be buried with this True Lord!"
In an instant.
The aura erupting from Murong Wanwan, whose appearance was concealed, surged higher and higher, like the moment before a volcano erupted.
At the same time, the several magic treasures protecting Murong Wanwan also burst forth with vast, surging auras.
At this moment.
The void seemed unable to bear such power, faintly swaying under the strain.
Seeing this!
The many powerhouses besieging her immediately underwent a drastic change in expression!
They knew that the aura of this mysterious bandit cultivator carried a violent, savage air—this was the sign of imminent self-destruction.
The power unleashed by the self-destruction of a Nascent Soul powerhouse could truly be called heaven-shaking and earth-shattering.
Once caught in its blast, they would surely suffer grave injuries.
Therefore!
The powerhouses of the two races did not spare a moment's thought before retreating in unison.
"You think you can leave now? Too late!"
"Die!"
Boom!
One magic treasure after another, blazing with flames that soared into the sky, immediately exploded, terrifying power sweeping in all directions.
The terrified powerhouses of the two races never expected the bandit cultivator to be so decisive.
One magic treasure after another self-destructed while they were caught completely off guard.
Dazzling light lit up the entire firmament.