"Hmph!"
Li Qingyue snorted, her expression grave as she watched the dozen or so figures closing in.
Their auras at Dao Palace Perfection resembled great mountains pressing down across the world, suppressing the void and leaving her nowhere to stand.
Each powerful treasure blazed with divine radiance, as though it would grind everything in the world into oblivion.
They were too powerful.
Even the surrounding void began to warp.
In the distance, some could not bear to watch and sighed repeatedly.
Others turned away in silence, their expressions wistful.
Yet Li Qingyue felt no fear at that moment. Her aura only grew colder.
Killing intent spread without the slightest concealment.
"Boom!"
With the Treasure Vase above her head, she stamped down. That tremendous force left only a thunderous boom and ground that shattered in an instant.
She shot forward, raising one hand. Holy Light shone over it, constantly shifting in form, as though capable of a thousand transformations.
It was the flying immortal light cultivated through the embryonic Flying Immortal Art.
As Li Qingyue drove it with all her strength, the vortex of flying immortal light formed by the Flying Immortal Art spun madly within her dantian.
It drew out the divine power in her dantian and transformed it into vast, dazzling immortal radiance.
Li Qingyue seemed to have donned a suit of Holy Light armor.
Within her raised palm, flying immortal light wove a cosmos of stars.
Endless stars revolved and collided in her palm.
They unfolded a vision of a universe being born and destroyed.
Wisps of Dao resonance spread, as though revealing the supreme truths of heaven and earth, and struck toward the surrounding treasures.
"Buzzz..."
At that moment, Li Qingyue raised her other hand as well. A faintly visible black hole appeared in her palm.
It