Space was constantly distorted.
The strong wind wreaked havoc, making the few Super Martial Saints feel that destruction was eroding them.
Yun AoTian and the other two felt a huge wave in their hearts when they saw Li Lingtian, a Ninth Firmament Martial Emperor, crossing two worlds to fight a Martial God powerhouse.
What was a powerhouse? This was a powerhouse.
This was because this young man had the heart of an expert. Even if he was facing an existence that was more heaven-defying than him, he would not be afraid.
"Kacha."
With a crisp sound, the two attacks finally came to a conclusion.
Li Lingtian's body was thrown into the air like a kite with a broken string.
Just as he was about to crash into the wall of the hall, a strange look flashed across Tian Xin's eyes. With a wave of his hand, a colorful caltrop appeared in his sleeve and swept toward Li Lingtian.
"Pfft."
