As Cheng Buzheng's voice rang out...
It also pulled Sha Minghong's mind back from his memories.
He concealed the killing intent and complexity in his eyes, his expression turning solemn once more as he slowly said:
"This is a struggle for the Great Dao!
The path of cultivation has always been like rowing upstream—where the weak are prey to the strong.
And cultivators capable of comprehending supreme laws are almost all cultivators of top-tier powers.
Once you reveal your supreme law, you will draw the Dao enemies who comprehend the same kind of law!
Precisely because...
For every law, only one cultivator can walk to the very end.
In a struggle for the Great Dao, it is death without end!
Unless you abandon the supreme law you principally cultivate.
Otherwise...
Any cultivator who comprehends this kind of law will spare no cost to kill you."
"You need only know the dangers involved yourself; it is not convenient for me to say more.
I am leaving. If fate permits, we shall meet again in the Spirit Realm."
With that said, Sha Minghong did not linger in the slightest. His body moved, transforming directly into a streak of blood-colored flowing light. Braving the terrifying power of lightning laws raging throughout the sky, he shot straight toward the center of the ocean of lightning ahead, plunging into that slowly rotating vortex of lightning. His figure vanished in an instant, leaving only a faint blood-colored glow that disappeared in the Thunder Sea in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng, exposed beneath the lightning filling the heavens, stirred his thoughts...
The remnants of law power within his body surged once more.
A layer of profound yellow Light Screen rose up again, tightly shielding his entire body and resisting the assault