At this sight, ripples stirred in Wuming's previously indifferent eyes, and his heart could not help trembling.
At that moment, the Ten Thousand Dao Tree resonated with Shi Qingyun. Across the ages, this was the first time he had encountered such a thing.
Ripples also spread across the deathly still lake of his heart.
Shi Qingyun, who was struggling to resist the suppression of the Great Dao of heaven and earth, felt his body shudder. The illusory Divine Kingdom behind him grew somewhat more solid.
His mind cleared completely. All manner of Dao principles flowed through his heart, and his cultivation advanced another measure.
Divine power surged from his body. Behind him, an unadorned, ancient spear, with only specks of starlight shining from it, abruptly appeared in midair.
Divine light surged from its tip, where a killing intent that pierced through eternal time and space gathered. Space instantly tore apart like white paper.
Waves of might swept outward, instantly stripping away layer upon layer of earth and stone from the ground beneath his feet, which was suffused with rich vital essence.
Black soil with an oily sheen was exposed beneath.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Under this might, the divine beast Wuming rode could not help backing away. Its heavy footfalls struck the soft earth with thunderous booms.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Feeling the pressure bearing down on him, Wuming was already somewhat horrified. An Immortal Artifact like this had actually fallen into the hands of a Heavenly God.
And it still retained such spirituality. What sort of heaven-defying fortune was this?
The ripples in his heart now rose into towering waves. After all, how many True Immortals had fallen in that great war, and how many Immortal Artifacts had shattered?
Seeing that a complete Immortal Artifact still remained in the Nine Heavens