Terrifying annihilating power spread in every direction from Gu Xu, invisible and traceless. Space dissolved, and the void arose in its place.
Within the void, ordinary eyes could no longer see anything. There was only endless darkness.
But to the Sacred Sense of a Half-Sage, everything was as clear as daylight.
The Sacred Way Study stood within the void, eroded by its mighty power-the equivalent of enduring attacks from countless Half-Sages every moment.
Dense flashes of Sacred Power constantly burst across the pale blue surface of the Sacred Way Study, as though it might break apart at any instant.
Ao Zhou hurriedly turned to look at Fang Yun, hoping to flee, only to find Fang Yun standing motionless, still playing with the Little Meteor.
He kept tossing it out, pulling it back with a thread of Sacred Sense, catching it, then tossing it again in an endless cycle.
"Your Majesty..." Ao Zhou felt he might die at the hands of these two at any moment.
"Mm."
With that, Fang Yun suddenly changed his angle and tossed the Little Meteor straight toward Gu Xu, seemingly taunting him just as before.
Gu Xu stood ahead like a towering mountain. At the sight of Fang Yun's childish trick, he smiled with contempt.
Then a drop of blood appeared before Gu Xu.
The blood was red tinged with black and gave off a faint golden glow. Within it, a hazy, serpentine creature seemed to slumber.
Powerful ripples spread through the void in every direction, their destructive force a hundred times greater than spatial rifts.
The drop of blood landed between Gu Xu's brows. Like a scorching gemstone, it burned the flesh of his forehead and fixed itself there. Black, hairlike patterns emerged from the blood, covering his entire forehead.
Gu Xu suddenly let out