The winds and clouds across the sky churned violently.
"Rumble, rumble."
Even the immortal energy seemed enraged. Countless clouds stretched on without end as immortal energy roared incessantly.
A Young Man slowly emerged.
Clad in an immortal robe, the Young Man had snow-white hair and white boots that stepped through the air one step at a time.
His features were so beautiful they were almost demonic, like a banished immortal, yet also like an immortal demon.
Between his brows was a dark mark, pale red beneath and deep red on the surface.
It resembled a blooming flower.
When this Young Man appeared, it was as though the power of heaven and earth was his to command. His divine soul spread outward, and Immortal Might surged forth.
He looked directly at Xu Zimo.
At this moment, the Holy Lord had become a corpse, lying before the Immortal Gate.
And after taking a palm strike, Xu Zimo had been sent flying as well.
Now, the Immortal Master looked at Xu Zimo.
With anger in his gaze, he said, "Devil Master, you are being far too presumptuous."
"What does presumptuous even mean?" Xu Zimo laughed loudly.
"You're allowed to kill me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?"
"Since you are here, you will stay here today," the Immortal Master said coldly.
He raised his hand. Boundless immortal energy boiled as Great Way Power condensed within his palm.
In the past, Xu Zimo would not have been able to sense the vastness of this power. But after entering the Enlightenment Realm, he had become exceedingly sensitive to the Great Way.
The instant the Immortal Master made his move, Xu Zimo sensed it.
A million Great Ways!
This was absolutely power on the level of a million Great Ways.
Before this force, Xu Zimo's