For a time, layers of sword light poured down like an overturned galaxy, magical treasures fell like meteors, spiritual flames intertwined into nets, and gigantic Dharma manifestations brought their palms crashing down.
The scene was so vast and magnificent that the sky for a thousand miles was painted in bizarre, dazzling colors.
"Han Feiyu!"
An old man in Daoist robes controlled sword light that filled the sky like stellaris. His beard and hair bristled as he shouted furiously, "You devil! Stop this blasphemous act against heaven and earth at once!"
"Han Old Devil!"
A burly cultivator who had manifested a blue flood dragon Dharma form roared in rage, "The spiritual energy of my Ruckus Sea has been dwindling by the day. One hundred and seventy-three spirit islands have already sunk because of it. You—damn you to death!"
"On the surviving islands, the vegetation has withered and the spirit veins have fallen into disorder. Countless mortal creatures have been killed and injured as well. Han Old Devil—I'll tear you to pieces!" An alluring female cultivator in palace robes spoke in a chilling, shrill voice.
"Those incompetent fools of the Northern Continent failed to eliminate this scoundrel, yet they diverted this disaster toward our Ruckus Sea!"
"The seven righteous sects and five demonic sects of the Northern Continent—those trash are truly shameless beyond compare!"
"How innocent is our sea region, to suffer such an undeserved calamity!"
"We cannot let him continue any longer! Otherwise, the Ruckus Sea will surely become a dead domain!"
"Fellow Daoists, today it is either him or us! Fight this devil to the death!"
The Nascent Soul cultivators roared in shock and fury, their attacks growing ever more frenzied. They unleashed every hidden divine ability and magical treasure they possessed, swearing to kill Han Feiyu, the culprit who