At this moment, the entire hall fell silent!
A tidal wave of killing intent surged from Mu Fan in an instant. In his left hand, the Warp Light Sickle Blade activated at once.
Lu Hua's pupils shrank to pinpoints as he suddenly threw back his head. His beard stirred without wind, and his white robes billowed around him.
The translucent crystal scepter emitted a pure white glow that enveloped Lu Hua's entire body.
"I command the Snow Clan. There are warships and mecha beyond anything you could ever imagine waiting outside—"
"You dare kill this old man!?"
Yet the only answer he received was a green blade wheel flashing toward him!
At that instant, the most brilliant and sacred white radiance erupted from Great Clan Elder Lu Hua's body.
The crystal scepter blazed brightly as he abruptly held it across his chest.
The seven elders were horrified. The Snow Guards who had just rescued Lu Changqiu raised their hands at the same time.
Countless gleams suddenly appeared, and in the next moment, frigid rays shot forth!
At last, Lu Hua had unleashed his true trump card.
Yet he never understood just how terrifying Mu Fan—the nemesis recognized by both Ambros and the Azure Armor War General—had become.
He never understood that the Dark Holy Hall was a title that had once shaken another starry sky.
Those who were truly noble never needed to proclaim themselves.
A faint glow flashed past.
Sizzle...
The incomparably sharp Warp Light Sickle Blade sank deep into the floor.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
A spherical shield made up of countless tiny hexagons rose around Mu Fan.
Countless frigid rays flared and vanished around him. Other than making the Dragon Core on Mu Fan's chest shine even brighter, they had no effect at all.
The moment he condensed