Countless golden lights scattered, enveloping the human true spirit powerhouse, and then sending him flying.
On Han Muye's body, lightning shone brightly.
The dormant lightning Dao power in the deepest part of his body awakened.
Only by achieving true spirit could he awaken more of his suppressed power.
"You, you—" Looking at Han Muye, who was covered in lightning, the True Spirit Realm human who had lost a lot of his True Spirit Realm strength was dumbfounded.
"Boom—"
Not far away, Shang Zhenyu's fist smashed down, causing the human True Spirit holding the saber to retreat in panic.
Further away, the golden divine light carried by the Golden Crow tribe had already illuminated the heavens and earth.
The old man who was frightened away by Shang Zhenyu looked around and no longer hesitated. He shouted, "Retreat!"
The two human True Spirits fighting Zhang Chenyang followed suit and retreated.
