Above Luo Wushuang, the sword collided with the divine art as thousands of divine arts clashed above his head, causing their powers to explode and shatter the sky above him.
One terrifying wave after another fell, and the silver needles in Luo Wushaung's body had already melted from the incinerating heat. The good thing was that although he couldn't use his magic power, his body's cultivation stayed there.
Although Qin Mu and An Qingyu's power was extremely spectacular, they paled in comparison to him, an expert at the Numinous Sky Realm. The aftermath of their divine arts hadn't hurt him yet.
He looked up and saw that their divine arts were of equal power. Some of Qin Mu's flying swords were blocked, while some flew past An Qingyu's divine art and towards him.
An Qingyu's divine arts were like towering white waves that came one after another to drown the flying swords while rushing towards Qin Mu.
