The newcomer was none other than Wu Guangqing, who appeared unscathed, albeit her Witch's Skirt was slightly disheveled.
"Break!"
She parted her lips slightly, raised her scepter, and a milky-white holy sphere wrapped in lightning shot straight forward.
In an instant, like snowflakes melting under the fierce sun, the Armor City shattered, the mud chariots disintegrated, Goose Immortal and the Meteorite Giant reverted to their original forms and slammed heavily onto the ground.
"Dragon God of the Abyssal Chasm? What grandeur."
"Entering the Abyss of the Red Dust by oneself only to end in utter destruction."
"You're just a pitiable dragon that couldn't achieve divine status; all brawn and no brain. If even someone like you could become enlightened, who knows how chaotic the world would be."
With eyebrows like distant mountains, Wu Guangqing spoke with unquestionable pride.
