Boom—
The layers of the sky were pierced by the red light of the Supreme Divine Eye, stirring up a hurricane that raged between heaven and earth, terrifyingly intense, shaking the very ground itself as the might of a Daluo Golden Immortal unleashed its fury.
The magical power within Yang Jian surged like an unstoppable torrent, showing no signs of abating!
Winds whipped around him, and with his body covered in blood, he looked as if possessed by a demon god.
God and Demon, separated by but a single thought!
"Not enough! Not enough! I must grow stronger!"
Yang Jian roared, his voice shaking the heavens and sweeping across the land.
It touched the cultivators of the Ji Family, even making Ji Ruyi squint his eyes, as even he was dazzled by Yang Jian.
On the other side, Li Qing was secretly shocked. What was the origin of this man, and why had he never heard of him before?
