Just then-
Outside the city, two streaks of escape light tore through the air.
One was scarlet gold, his qi and blood surging skyward. It was True Lord Budong, who had just broken through.
The other was dark gold, with five flood dragon souls pulling a carriage. It was Qing Chen.
The two moved extremely fast, returning to the skies above Demon Lotus City in mere dozens of breaths.
Everyone thought Qing Chen would offer a few pleasantries. Instead, he could not even be bothered to waste a single word. His black robe snapped, and he vanished from the Five-Dragon Carriage.
When he reappeared, he was already a hundred zhang above the people from Penglai Spirit Island!
No spiritual radiance blazed around him, nor did he release any oppressive aura. Yet everyone-including Hui'an on the rooftop, the deputy Mirror Lord of the Profound Mirror Bureau in the shadows, and Mad Shark True Lord-felt their hearts tighten!
That was the instinctive dread they only felt when facing an attack from an expert on their own level!
"What is he trying to do?!" Yuan Lingzi's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively raised the high-grade horsetail whisk in his hand.
True Lord Yunmiao's expression changed even more drastically. He had a vague idea of what Qing Chen intended to do; after all, he had experienced it plenty of times in Great Jin.
Suddenly.
Qing Chen's eyes snapped open!
Between his brows, the phantom of the Nine-Petal Demon Lotus Platform spun thunderously, spilling dark light that seemed almost solid!
"Yang Spirit: Dominion!"
He murmured the words quietly, yet they seemed to explode directly in the depths of every person's divine soul in Demon Lotus City!
The millions upon millions of martial artists and tens of thousands of cultivators in the city felt as though