After that, nothing more could be seen.
Struggling against the surging waves of Qi, the Taiyang Daoist's eyes suddenly burst forth with boundless golden light. This light penetrated the extremely dazzling interplay of light and shadow, allowing him to peer into the terrifying center of the battlefield.
That is...
His pupils contracted. The Taiyang Daoist's expression turned to surprise, then a smile bloomed on his face.
I knew it, the main body hasn't exhausted all its trump cards yet.
In the vast void, the clang of swords resonated as the very stars trembled. An infinite Hunyuan presence hung between Heaven and Earth, like a great sun.
This person was clad in a Taoist Robe identical to Qi Xiu's, his body radiating a vibrant, colorful light as he wielded a terrifyingly murderous sword.
