At this moment, he was like a king in the skies!
Even as he strolled leisurely, he appeared incomparably unrestrained, yet at critical moments he could evade one fierce attack after another.
Not only that!
He could always move through the many Desolate Beasts as if taking a stroll through a courtyard, calmly dodging without suffering the slightest collateral damage.
This was no longer merely a matter of terrifying escape speed!
It also displayed Cheng Buzheng's terrifying experience in magical combat!
At this sight.
The two Purgatory Blood Demon envoys were furious, yet at the same time, a faint chill could not help but spread through their hearts.
"Could such a terrifying foe truly be something they could handle?"
Only Situ Baixuan of the Purgatory Clan remained utterly calm, as if the scene before him had not startled him in the least.
As though it had all been within his expectations!
Just then...
White Situ, whose expression had remained calm all along, suddenly had a trace of delight rise in his blood-red eyes, while an eerie smile curled across his lips.
It was an exceedingly chilling sight.
"A mere human Mortal Cultivator—no matter how astonishing the defensive divine ability you possess, meeting this Venerable today will still be the day you die!"
"Witness my clan's supreme forbidden art!"
With a thought.
A string of lengthy, intricate incantations spilled from his mouth.
"..."
At this moment.
Ancient and mysterious murmurs filled heaven and earth, as though some lofty god were whispering softly beside one's ear.
Though the sound could be heard clearly, not a single word could be made out.
It was as if one had heard it, yet also as if one had not; everything was exceedingly indistinct!
Even Cheng Buzheng's Myriad Transformation Dao Body, an existence with Nascent Soul