The purple lily in his palm spun into the air. It was beautiful and luscious, a mystery to all life.
The purple lily gently collided with Liu Guang's claw of destruction.
Rumble—
An earth-shattering sound spread both inside and outside the forbidden grounds. The sky of Fenghuang Valley trembled!
Disciples in the Fenghuang Valley training grounds all felt the impact. The ground trembled and the roofs shifted.
Only the power of two Holy Kings could split the celestial fog. But, the celestial fog was spinning rapidly!
Whoosh—
Li Guang and Xu Rong's expressions changed. Zhao Guang, Chen Ling, and the rest of the disciples were all appalled.
Xu Rong was doubtful, "This is… a spirit level cultivation technique?!"
Spirit level? Neither the Holy Disciples from the Sanctuary nor the disciples from Fenghuang Valley understood. As far as they knew, the highest level of cultivation techniques in the continent were saint level techniques.
