As the reverberations of that majestic voice rippled through the Heavenly Will Sword Network.
As though answering some kind of resonance.
Towering waves suddenly surged through Su Xinghe's Spirit Sea, and phantoms of terrifying exotic beasts projected into it.
Among them was a mountain that rose from the ground, towering high above the sea.
"It's Little Beggar..."
Somewhere beyond perception, there was a familiar, intimate connection.
It's only been a year, and he's already reached the sixth-rank true force realm. His control over mental secret arts is almost on par with mine, too...
In this state, Su Xinghe's spiritual perception rose without limit.
The true qi throughout his body swelled like a balloon.
Fifth-rank core embrace...
Fourth-rank baleful convergence...
Finally, it reached the level of a third-rank martial saint!
At that moment, all of Qingzhou City fell silent.
The presences of blood balefulness watching from afar all withdrew into hiding. Only the few people within a thousand zhang of the tower were still struggling to hold on.
Lu Xuanji's expression was ugly.
Just when he was about to succeed in taking Su Xinghe down, a mighty martial saint from the Heavenly One Sword Sect had suddenly appeared.
Fortunately, he had not been the one to strike just now.
Otherwise, he would have been the one suppressed.
But...
Why would a martial saint from the Heavenly One Sword Sect help the Demon Suppression Bureau?
Ultimate power, ultimate control.
But only Su Xinghe himself knew.
These external powers had not entered his dantian at all. Instead, they circulated through the void along a greater celestial circuit outside his body. It was as though someone had fitted him with powered armor that ran entirely on an external energy source.
Their source lay in the other twelve globes of light upon that