"You actually refuse to leave? Do you truly believe you can suppress the Immortal Coffins single-handedly and crush the powers of calamity left behind by past epochs?"
Immortal King Xuanling sensed the abnormality in this region. Standing there, he probed in every direction, above and below, yet still failed to find any trace of Li Chen.
Li Chen was now in Heavenly Ghost form, imperceptible and intangible to ordinary people. Yet unexpectedly, even an existence such as Immortal King Xuanling was no different. This could already be called concealment at the level of fundamental information.
Immortal King Xuanling was clearly somewhat astonished by this. But dazzling colors and waves of rainbow light filled the surrounding world, and the Celestial Palace felt increasingly tangible. Convinced that victory was already in his grasp, he paid little heed to the threat Li Chen posed.
The Great Powers of the Immortal Alliance had judged correctly. Immortal King Xuanling truly was using a great Divine Ability that defied Heaven and rewrote fate to recall his palace and former followers. Once they passed from illusory to real and possessed tangible forms in this era, everything would return to the Immortal Kingdom Era of old.
Only silence answered him.
Yet although Li Chen's form had vanished, his voice and visage gone, he seemed to project his power down from a dimension beyond the present spacetime and universe.
Within the unseen, formless power condensed into sharp, long nails, gleaming with a dark-gold metallic luster, and drove toward the coffin lids.
"Hmm?"
Immortal King Xuanling paused, a measure of disbelief appearing on his face.
The Immortal Coffins seemed possessed of awareness. As though sensing an immense threat, they began to tremble violently. Even the empty coffins that had already been opened shook.
Masses of black mist abruptly emerged, spreading