The Final Battle Begins

Gu!

More precisely, it was a Dao armament forged by Xuan from Gu!

All Stars!

All Phenomena!

Everything in its path was directly reduced to absolute nothingness!

The next moment!

The resplendent light of martial arts surged forth!

The instant his five fingers clenched, Remorse had already arrived before the Dao armament. A dazzling fist seal lit up the starry sky, striking across the great cosmos as it thundered toward that boundlessly terrifying seven-colored crystal.

Yet the next moment!

"The floating world, like a dream reflecting shadows."

A cold, indifferent voice echoed through the Great Profound Realm.

Light and shadow flickered, and a phantom clad in moon-white robes emerged, gripping a longsword that seemed to have condensed from moonlight.

Facing that incomparably dazzling fist seal, it simply raised its sword and slashed!

Bzzzz~!

A fierce, pure-white sword light condensed into a single line, its supreme killing intent instantly overwhelming the resplendent light of martial arts.

The fist seal, dazzling to the extreme, was crushed almost the instant it made contact. Remorse himself was sent flying uncontrollably, falling from the distant Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield toward the Central Continent.

Only because Tyrant Sovereign stepped forward in time was his continued descent halted.

After neutralizing that punch, the moon-white phantom vanished from the Dao armament.

In its place, another alluring phantom of peerless elegance emerged from within, clad in a crimson gown.

Expressionless, she slowly raised her right hand and lightly pointed forward.

Ting~

It sounded like the faint chime of a needle falling to the ground, yet upon closer listening, one could discover that this sound seemed to contain every sound in the Great Profound Realm.

Everything before their eyes abruptly became bizarre and kaleidoscopic. A line that entwined every color in the world—red, white, gold, purple...—swept straight toward the Far