One of the Ten Great Masters, the peerless red figure, Linghu Ying, tore through the spatial shackles and arrived in front of the Star Palace.
All the experts felt the destructive might of the Supreme-Being, and they were almost crushed into powder by the pressure. Their faces were pale, and their bodies were unable to move, but their hearts were already trembling.
Linghu Ying's cold aura emanated in the air as she stared at Li Lingtian.
After a long period of silence, Linghu Ying raised one hand and a watery sleeve pierced through the air, heading straight for Li Lingtian. The sleeve was like a rainbow, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind.
The silence was broken. The powerhouses were shocked and terrified to the extreme when they saw Linghu Ying's decisive, cold, and merciless attack on Li Lingtian.
A distance of a hundred meters was not a distance at all in front of the powerful cultivation of all the experts.
