At this moment, within the grotto-heaven shrouded in azure radiance.
A trace of gravity appeared on the mysterious Li Tiangang's face.
Outside the azure radiance stood a grave-faced figure—it was none other than Li Tiangang himself.
A sword appeared in his hand, a crimson-red sword. With a gentle wave of his hand—
An invisible fiery sword light descended from the heavens and instantly struck the azure glow.
The originally impregnable azure light was split open with a crack in that instant.
Li Tiangang's figure flashed through it. When he appeared again, he had transformed into a black bead that fell into Li Tiangang's own hand.
Li Tiangang frowned slightly, then turned and vanished in a flash.
At the same time, a Flood Dragon shrouded in black radiance suddenly pierced through the azure glow from within and flashed into the distance.
Vaguely, the figure within that radiance could be seen—it was none other than the King of Yang Province.
In the distant sky, a figure stepped forth. Dressed in a long azure robe, his expression was exceedingly stern. It was Zhu Chengli!
He held a black disciplinary ruler in his hand.
With a raised hand, he threw it. The ruler had already spread a sheet of invisible icy light as it fell from the sky and struck toward the azure glow.
The azure radiance exploded in an instant, leaving behind a massive hollow.
Zhu Chengli, shrouded in white radiance, suddenly rushed out, while Zheng Xingdou seemed to have vanished without a trace.
The Zhu Chengli who rushed out transformed into a streak of light, wrapped in white scriptures, and fell into the real Zhu Chengli's hand.
A trace of gravity spread across his face. "Brother Zheng has fallen. The Legalist School will likely be enraged."
"I truly never expected the Heaven-Calculating