The King of Spirit Martial of the Dynasty, the Sect Master of Luoyang Sect, the Holy Land Holy Master, the three supreme beings all mobilized, each standing on one side. Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere was filled with tension, and people had no doubt that they would draw their swords at any moment.
The Essence Qi Spirit of the Human Clan stood in the middle, its form flickering, eyes dim, its facial features changing every few moments, and the truths of the Heavenly Dao within it exploding one after another.
It gathered but did not disperse, continuously evaporating, yet unable to maintain for long. It needed to find a suitable person for fusion; otherwise, it would inevitably return to the earth and sky.
However, with the three supreme beings guarding it, eyeing like tigers, it was momentarily stuck in place.
Bang!
The depths below Ink-Washing River shuddered again as someone else broke into the God Slaying Road, and the radiance illuminated the Heavens.
