Triumphant Return! Mystic Yellow Cloud Sea! Dao-Seeking Grand Banquet! A Celebration for Jiang Tai Xuan!

The energy dead zone above the crimson wasteland had yet to fully settle.

Rampaging Origin Qi surged and churned like collapsing tides, plowing the cracked earth into deeper, broader scars.

Though the storm of stone projectiles formed by the exploding Mystic Yellow Earth Dragon had gradually subsided, the terrifying heat waves permeating the air and the residual chaotic currents of Dao Principles capable of tearing apart an ordinary Dao body all proclaimed the horror of that clash between supreme experts.

Old Ancestor Fentian's figure had long vanished into the depths of that violent energy turbulence, leaving behind only ruin like broken walls and shattered remnants, along with the pungent Blood Qi of a Demon Venerable, silently recounting the panic of a Late Demon Venerable being forced back.

Old Ancestor Fentian had actually retreated!

Clearly, this avatar of the Sect Master was far from as simple as Old Ancestor Fentian had claimed.

After just one strike, he had fled at once!

He did not dare entangle himself in prolonged battle with the Sect Master's avatar.

"Phew..."

The world itself seemed to have fallen dead silent.

Only the howling spatial Astral Wind continued to blow.

Within the deep pit, Jiang Shu slowly opened his eyes.

The clear radiance emitted by the World Tree Sapling flowed ceaselessly around him like the gentlest stream, brushing over every inch of meridian and flesh that had been scorched by the Heavenly Flame Divine Fire or torn apart by Geng Metal's sharp aura.

The invisible vortex formed by the Devouring Great Dao was still slowly turning, wearing away the final trace of cold blood poison that had invaded his body.

The Dao rhythm of creation operated on a deeper level, repairing his nearly shattered divine soul and sea of consciousness.

He was drenched in blood, his clothes