Within the palace, Yang Huai smiled faintly. He had actually done his utmost to conceal this matter. For the other party to break through the many illusion arrays laid down by the Primordial Treasure Mirror and find the Wilds World showed no small measure of skill.
He raised a hand and pointed, erasing the transcendent radiance sweeping toward him into nothingness.
Yang Huai's true body appeared beyond the Wilds World.
At that very moment, an incomparably cold Nine-Colored radiance rose from above.
It was a Nine-Colored sword light that spanned immeasurable chaotic spacetime. This power passed through the Great Daos of countless worlds, transcending the source of all Dao, its divine might peerless.
Yang Huai regarded it calmly and said,
"Such conduct is far too rude, Daoist friend!"
The Wuliang Chongli Sword emerged around him, and a Nine-Colored sword gleam likewise swept through the void.
Beneath that brilliance, the Nine-Colored sword light crumbled inch by inch. An even greater power, encompassing boundless chaotic worlds, guided those chaotic worlds into destruction and finality.
A graceful figure clad in multicolored robes was forcibly driven out of the chaotic world. Boundless misty clouds formed from Nine-Colored auspicious energy swirled around her, as though she stood above all Dao arts and divine abilities.
At that moment, a sword light heavily slashed into the Nine-Colored clouds before her. Her form instantly became a phantom and vanished from where she stood, only to reappear elsewhere. Yet the Nine-Colored sword light followed like a shadow, striking her again in an instant.
After being struck more than a million times in succession, the Nine-Colored figure appeared not far from Yang Huai. The Nine-Colored clouds flowing around her had dimmed considerably.
She looked at Yang Huai with slightly solemn eyes and said in a deep voice,
"Just who are