Chapter 252: Eleventh Form of Asking the Dao—Blood of the Firmament
When the might of the Saint Meridian Realm resounded throughout this world, boundless spiritual energy swept up thunderbolts and spread from Overlord Shadow.
Chi Yi looked at Xu Zimo in surprise and said, "The White Li Tribe actually has someone like you.
"Why have I never heard of you before?"
Xu Zimo snorted coldly. Overlord Shadow rose above his head, carrying the thunderbolts and heavenly fire of purgatory as it descended.
"You pride yourself on being the oriole, yet you never knew I was the hunter beneath the tree," Chi Yi said with a light laugh.
At that moment, the might of the Saint Meridian Realm spread around him.
With a wave of his hand, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth instantly surged.
It condensed into the shape of a giant hand in the sky and grabbed at Xu Zimo.
A thunderous boom exploded.
Overlord Shadow slashed down. The surrounding space shattered, a gash was cut into the firmament, and the giant hand was annihilated along with it.
Chi Yi was slightly taken aback. He had not expected his foolproof attack to be so easily neutralized.
Overlord Shadow descended from the heavens. Chi Yi's gaze sharpened as his figure rapidly retreated.
Rumble!
An incomparably deep crater appeared where he had originally stood.
The earth split open with countless cracks.
"I have to admit, I underestimated you somewhat."
Chi Yi said blandly.
As his words fell, his True Fate manifested above his head, gathering spiritual energy.
A phantom of an armored monster appeared behind Chi Yi.
The monster stood more than ten meters tall, its skin iron-blue, its eyes as large as an ox's. Whenever it breathed, it would occasionally exhale two puffs of white smoke.
Mysterious runes were