Although the cosmic light was dazzling, Wan Yi Qian's body was constantly trembling, and in a few blinks of the eye, his face was as pale as paper.
It was clear that activating this treasure had consumed all of his concentration. It could be said that he had gone all out in this attack.
Yunxiao kept searching for the words 'cosmic disc' in his mind, but he found nothing. However, he was sure that it was definitely a Maha ancient weapon, and it was very likely to be a holy weapon.
He thought to himself,"is this cosmic light plate the real killer move?" With such power, he was indeed qualified to rule the world. If Ling Baiyi wasn't so powerful, I'm afraid no one would know about this trump card."
Wan Yiqian suppressed the trembling of his body and said in a cold voice, " "Today, even if I have to risk half of my cultivation, I will completely kill you!"
