"It's Daoist Friend Xuanqing!"
The Taiqing Daode Tianzun blurted out.
...
A moment later.
The fluctuations from the self-destruction ceased.
Everyone's eyes shifted, and the god-devil from the explosion had vanished without a trace.
Then.
A roar rang out from not far away.
"Retreat!"
All that could be seen was the god-devil's gray robe in tatters, barely able to stand, its aura weakened to the extreme.
Immediately after the word 'retreat' left his mouth.
In an instant.
A deadly sense of crisis surged again.
"Not good, it's coming again!"
The god-devil's eyes were full of ruptured veins, heedless of his gravely injured body, he forcibly used his life force to cast a secret method to teleport and escape.
The next moment.
The spot where he stood was once again overwhelmed by colossal fluctuations.
Boom!
It was Xuanqing who, after resurrecting on the spot, once again reached the god-devil's side and unleashed the power of self-destruction.
