Battle Against Kuroshou Old Ancestor

The instant Shen Yun's figure landed, the entire starry sky shook violently.

In the depths of the darkness, two dim flames suddenly lit up—those were not stars, but two cold gleams in the eyes that pierced through the void.

In an instant, meteorites turned to dust and space withered, as if a netherworld purgatory had descended, dragging all things toward nothingness.

A terrifying figure slowly walked over from the source of that nirvana.

Billions upon billions of li of heavenly light were swallowed completely, leaving only the Law of Wither and Flourish circulating, becoming the sole main melody.

Kuroshou Old Ancestor had descended in his true body!

"I have to praise you," he said in a low voice, like a heavy hammer striking the heart. "Knowing full well that my main body was waiting here, you still dared return to the Upper Realm... such courage."

He had already prepared himself for a long wait, but who would have thought the other party would not play by common sense at all—he had barely left with his front foot before ascending straightaway with his back foot.

Such an attitude was less like being bold enough to wrap the sky, and more like... he had never put him in his eyes at all.

Anger rose from the heart, evil was born at the edge of courage.

An indescribable momentum, wrapped in pure Destruction Will, came pressing down over Shen Yun.

Compared to the previous Kuroshou great hand, this force was several times more terrifying; if an ordinary Earth Immortal so much as touched half a trace of it, his dao body would instantly collapse and turn to flying ash.

Yet Shen Yun stood tall like a pine, not moving an inch.

Beneath the Azure Dragon Mask, his eyes were deep as an