The divine soul shook time and space in an instant, stars swayed, and thousands of miles of the sky moved due to a single thought.
Behind Meng Wushang, the vast starry sky was tainted by the power of the divine soul, and with the Tower of Supreme Cosmos and the Clock of Temporal Pole suppressing time and space, he seemed to be the emperor of this realm. At the flick of a thought, stars fell towards Pei Xuanjing.
His first move was a killing technique.
Pei Xuanjing, watching the skill filled with killing intent, stood with his hands behind his back, unmoved, merely waving his sleeve lightly.
Next, Pei Xuanjing extended his hand, and a Thunderbolt Scepter appeared in his grasp, the symbol of his authority as the master of the Thunder Path in this world. With a light wave, even the time and space suppressed by the bell and tower began to tremble, as if they were being flattened.
