Clang!
Another bell chime rang out. Taishu Yun held the Star Cloud Bell, runes flickering around him like a sky full of stars illuminating the entire void, dazzlingly radiant.
Then, a Battle Momentum that seemed ready to fight the heavens and earth surged into the sky. Taishu Yun's eyes shone brightly, golden light flashing across his body as even the surrounding space cracked under the strain.
It was not over yet. Countless runes gleamed, drawn by Taishu Yun's Divine Sense and gathering upon him. They condensed into colorful ribbons that wound around him, forming a suit of armor. A small crystal-like bell also gradually merged with the Star Cloud Bell.
At that moment, Taishu Yun looked like a god of war.
Beside him, Taishu Jing was the same. His black hair flew wildly, a Daoist robe draped over him as yin and yang, life and death flowed in turn, the five elements revolved, and all Daos merged into chaos.
The Starfall Bow in his hand was enveloped in white radiance. Mysterious kingdoms appeared and vanished within it, repeating their rise and fall, birth and extinction, expounding cycle after cycle of reincarnation.
The two brothers stood in the void like celestial gods descending into the world. At this moment, they had completely revealed their strength, pushing their Dao comprehension to its utmost limit without holding anything back.
To them now, this red-haired man was an unparalleled enemy. Only by going all out could they test his true depths.
"City Lord Murong, aren't your two grandsons a little too strong?"
Elder Hong and Elder Bai stared at the two figures in the void ahead, speechless for a long while. Looking at the equally stunned Murong An, the corners of their eyes twitched.
Had they been any closer, the brothers' aura might have