Power of the Middle Chiliocosm
Zi Biluo fell into deep thought. Just then, a wave of intent swept through the turbulent void like a vast, mighty gale.
"You come when you please and leave when you please. You truly have no regard for our Xuantian Temple."
The void trembled. As the Seven Seas Kingdom Sphere continued forward, it encountered a powerful repulsive force. The surrounding turbulent currents of the void were also struck by that will, transforming into violent storms that blocked the sphere's advance.
Boom! Air currents capable of shattering the void raged everywhere, causing even the Seven Seas Kingdom Sphere, the sect's supreme treasure, to shake violently.
"'Grandmaster Xianxing,' Chu Zhaoyuan—this fellow has finally arrived!"
Great Sage Lieyun was the first to rise. Her beautiful eyes locked onto the turbulent void, where Chu Yuanzhao's figure appeared.
He looked like a middle-aged Daoist. In the void dozens of miles from the Seven Seas Kingdom Sphere, a corner of space split open. Through the crack, one could see a river of stars, seemingly leading straight into the cosmic void beyond the domain.
The middle-aged Daoist stepped out from the starlight. As he descended, countless stars fell with him, trailing hundreds of millions of sparks that all poured into the dharma robe he wore. They became celestial constellations roaming over the garment, as though he had draped the entire starry sky across his body.
"This old fellow's strength truly runs unfathomably deep!"
At the sight, even Great Sage Lieyun's heart and mind shook. She actually had the illusion that she was about to be sucked into that robe. She silently closed her eyes and gathered her thoughts, only then dispelling the influence.
Yet her heart was filled with shock. "We are both at the Loose Immortal rank. Could the gap between