Ever since he had found this Black Bead, it had been lying peacefully in his arms without any abnormal phenomenon.
Other than the three Emperors' True Shadows being extremely wary of it, the Black Bead no longer had any sense of existence.
However, the Black Bead, which had no sense of existence, flew out of Jian Wushuang's arms and into the void.
Its speed was so fast that it was even faster than Yan Fan.
"What the hell is this?"
Yan Fan was puzzled, and he loosened his grip on the sword hilt.
However, under this chaotic and broken sky and on the broken Heavenly Continent Plane, no Grand Yan Immortal would care about such a small Black Bead.
Bewitched by Bian Ziyuan's divine blood, the Grand Yan Immortals all rushed toward Jian Wushuang from all directions.
As the Heavenly Continent Plane fell into an irreversible split, all the Grand Yan Immortals trapped in the Heavenly Continent regained their freedom at this moment.
