Su Xinghe had no expression on his face.
Around him, the starlight ebbed and flowed, and his robust aura reached its zenith.
His breathing thundered, and his voice was like the sky falling apart.
His gaze, solid as reality, transformed into two long rainbows that tore through the sky, shooting straight toward the distant void.
Where his eyes landed,
the void boiled, clouds burst, scattering in all directions.
Boom!
With clenching fists, dazzling starlight gushed from Su Xinghe's palms, turning into swathes of falling meteors from the high sky.
Amid thunderous booms,
he shattered the God Devouring Ants one by one.
In an instant,
dazzling haloes of light filled the space between heaven and earth, condensing into a seven-colored lance that fiercely pummeled toward Xiao Yi and Little Lin, "Dragon Swings its Tail!"
Whoosh!
The lance split the air, sweeping through with the force of a thousand troops.
