Yu Qingshan and Fu Zhengyang shot through the air like cannonballs, crossing dozens of yards before slamming into the Divine Palace's main hall. The force they carried erupted outward, blasting great swaths of brick, stone, and timber into the air.
Yet the instant they landed, both men pressed a palm against the ground and sprang up like lightning. The True Qi around them condensed into Astral Qi, churning the air with a rushing roar.
Shock flickered across their faces as they fixed their eyes on the cavern above.
Tongues of flame darted out of the cavern, their scorching energy evaporating every trace of moisture within dozens of yards in an instant. A figure in a blue robe slowly emerged, looking down at the two men from above.
His features were handsome and refined, his bearing composed. He looked no more than twenty, yet that one casual sweep of his gaze was enough.
Yu Qingshan and Fu Zhengyang, two Outer Dao masters of the greater celestial circuit who stood at the pinnacle of the world, felt an overwhelming pressure bear down on them.
That pressure came not only from the young man, but even more from the world itself. Wherever he stood, he seemed to carry the might of heaven and earth with him.
"That's not Zongxiang Xuanwu?"
"The Divine Radiance Palace was hiding someone like this?"
The sight of his face sent a shock through both men. Then the young man's gaze sharpened, and an intangible force of spirit solidified, crashing down upon them.
Crack!
A sharp crack rang out, followed by a dense series of snaps like beans popping in a pan. Fissures spread from beneath the young man's feet, splitting the hard stone steps into a spiderweb of cracks.
Yu Qingshan's pupils contracted at the sight. "Go!" he