High in the Void, two afterimages crisscrossed back and forth.
Song Chi and Luo Hou were locked in an inseparable battle, both moving at breathtaking speed. Every exchange tore several pitch-black gashes in the Void, which then healed almost instantly.
"What on earth... is going on?"
Supported by Xie Changsheng, Zhu Yao rose to her feet, the shock in her eyes yet to fade.
This was simply too absurd.
How long had it been since the army was forced to retreat? Not long ago, Song Chi had been merely an Immortal King.
Even if they had spent a hundred or a thousand years within the Law of Time, what did a few centuries or a millennium amount to in the Immortal Realm?
Yet the auras they now exuded felt unfathomably deep and unfamiliar even to her.
At her words, Xie Changsheng drew his gaze away from Song Chi's sword light.
He glanced at Luo Hongyi, who sat cross-legged in the Void without a word.
It truly was an experience that sent chills down his spine even now when he recalled it.
He gave a bitter laugh. "Some things did happen..."
"The process wasn't pleasant. You could even say we all died once."
With his words, time returned to not long before.
"Hold on!!"
Zhou Yan roared as he coughed up blood.
At that moment, they seemed to be bearing two divine mountains from the Primordial Era.
On one side were mountains and rivers; on the other, the Netherworld and the Yellow Springs.
Though the Immortal Emperor Origin Source that had come from nowhere was vast, it still proved somewhat inadequate against the terrifying repulsive force of the two realms' fusion.
At the center of the formation.
Luo Hongyi's eyes were tightly shut, blood streaming from all seven orifices.
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