The Ancient Qi Ruins were steeped in a grim, blood-red slaughter.
Streaks of golden-red blood and flowing flames painted the sky, their momentum arcing across the heavens like a rainbow.
The world was a vast expanse of flowing purple light, crisscrossed by slaughter.
Sword light flashed and flames erupted as the clash between the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword and the Thunder Light Dao Sword grew ever more ferocious.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Ancient Battlefield trembled and the earth shook.
Amidst the swirling dust and debris, shattered rock exploded and flew across the sky.
Ye Tianling was gradually adapting to his Ancestral Dao Battle Power. He grew more attuned to the world around him, becoming stronger with every exchange.
Long Yunfan's expression was grim. A sense of crisis kept tearing out from the depths of his soul, chilling him to the core.
'Only by fighting Ye Tianling personally can one know how terrifying and tenacious he truly is.'
