Creating a False Impression

Southern Wilderness, above the Great Void, the radiance of countless divine paths was snuffed out. The great net belonging to the divine path was torn apart, and a silver-white torrent of flames poured forth, setting the heavens ablaze and drawing countless gazes.

Surrounded by hazy light, Jiang Chen appeared, holding the Great Void Spirit Fire in his palm and transformed into Void Flame Feather True Lord.

"Jiang Chen, you may escape for a while, but you cannot escape forever..."

With a casual strike, he ignited mountains and rivers. Jiang Chen recklessly vented his power, displaying utter savagery, with more than a hint of frustrated rage.

Witnessing this scene, the living beings of the Southern Wilderness were terrified. Looking at Jiang Chen, transformed into Void Flame Feather True Lord, they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts. With merely a raised hand, the other party could annihilate who knew how many lives.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have some misgivings—or perhaps simply did not care. After venting his fury somewhat, he directly tore open the Great Void and vanished.

"Tribulation Wielder True Lord fled while heavily wounded. This is troublesome."

At Medicine King Mountain, several Purple Mansion True Persons of the Ge Clan wore grave expressions as they looked at the silver-white flames in the heavens, which had yet to completely die out.

Though they did not know the exact reason, they had already guessed the general course of events from what they had just seen. A strange True Lord had attacked. Tribulation Wielder True Lord had been no match for him and suffered grave injuries. Fortunately, at the final moment, Tribulation Wielder True Lord had used some method to temporarily trap the opponent, allowing him to escape successfully.

"A blessing amid misfortune. So long as Tribulation Wielder True