But in Hua Menghuang's hands, everything was still falling apart!
BOOM!
The Emperor's black robe on Shang Yaoqin unleashed furious dark radiance that spread swiftly in all directions, tainting everything and transforming it into the Emperor's Kingdom.
Her hair flew in the air, and cold electricity burst from her eyes, sharp and intimidating, as her palms struck continuously.
She was like a Heavenly Emperor resurrected, with boundless magical power, each action drawing upon thousands of great forces.
Both of the Great Dream Seed holders were still merely at the peak of ordinary Martial Artists and had not yet stepped into the Saint Realm.
If they were to truly become Saints, who knows what spectacular brilliance they would unleash!
Their life-and-death battle was unprecedented and astounding, as if two Young Emperors had been resurrected to duel.
Gazing at the two extraordinary figures in the scene, East Supreme Saint solemnly said, "The battle is not yet lost!"
