Boom!
A terrifying explosion erupted in an instant.
The loud sound of the explosion swept across the entire Ping Yang Heaven Like a hurricane.
The holy might was like a huge wave crashing down, causing countless people to feel so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit blood.
In the chessboard domain.
Lu Jiulian and the rest raised their heads in shock, their pupils constricting.
The Overlord, Tang Yimo, Nie changqing, and the others trembled slightly. The other ascendants of the lower three heavens felt as if they were going to be reduced to ashes in the next instant.
They thought they were going to die the moment the saint ancestor punched out.
However, someone stood in front of them.
"It's... It's young master Lu!"
The Overlord took a deep breath.
Nie Chang Qing's eyes were filled with panic. "Young master shouldn't have saved us... that was a strike from a sage!"
It wasn't just Nie Chang Qing.
