The final moment had come, so it was meaningless for him to hold back any hidden cards. Without hesitation, Chen Changsheng entered self-introspection, then ignited the last remnants of the snowy plain.
Yet for some reason, he did not let his spiritual sense touch the water of the lake that surrounded his Ethereal Palace.
The snowy plain burst into a fiery conflagration, replenishing his true essence.
He used the Yeshi Step.
His figure abruptly vanished from the front of the forest, suddenly appearing in a distant place. Then it disappeared, and reappeared, appearing and disappearing, like a spirit or smoke.
However, the stream of light was truly too fast. No matter where he appeared, in the very next moment he would be facing that stream of light.
The sound of a sword breaking through the air continuously sounded out. The wind on the lake shore and the sound of the waves were all sliced into countless pieces.
