Boom!
At Misty Mountain, halfway up.
Intense fluctuations were happening.
Above the sky, Taiyin Star revealed itself, and endless moonlight cascaded down like there was no limit.
In mid-air, Zhang Han soared upwards, a gigantic Formation Pattern materializing behind him, radiating blinding brilliance as if he were an unparalleled deity.
In front of him, countless Formation Patterns materialized from nowhere, rapidly forming an Array.
Rolling Yin energy converged, creating a miniature Taiyin Star, which moved massively towards the figure of Su Qianyuan below.
On the slope below, Su Qianyuan stood with his upper body bare, his aura as vibrant as a rainbow, his gaze fixated on the rapidly descending miniature Taiyin Star.
He pondered within his mind.
The power level of this miniature Taiyin Star was only at the Early Nascent Soul Realm.
If he took it head-on, he would be injured.
