The world passage, a kaleidoscope of colors, represented the might of realms connecting two infinitely distant worlds, drastically shortening the distance. Yan Xue stepped into the passage and immediately saw the Martial Realm people attempting to destroy the passage miles away.
Standing with hands clasped behind his back, a long river of blood with irresistible dominance surged forward, roaring with torrents, lamenting souls crying out in agony.
The people of the Martial Realm were all frightened.
The power was absolutely overwhelming, far beyond what they could resist.
In the world passage, the Primordial Spirit Realm was only partially suppressed, more powerful than within the Martial Realm itself.
Zhuang Chen fought back fiercely, slashing out strands of Sword Qi, which only managed to stir waves in the blood river. Yuan Tiancheng's Illusion-Breaking Golden Light also blasted out pockets, but they disappeared immediately; the rest could hardly make even a ripple.
