At this moment, above the void.
Jiang Shu once again clashed with the Demon Venerable of the Kunpeng Clan.
One after another, the Great Dao illuminated the entire world, as if it was about to tilt.
Under the fluctuations of the Power of Great Dao, ordinary cultivators and members of the Demon Race who hadn't yet escaped seemed like raindrops under the sun, evaporating instantly.
Even their souls had perished.
No trace of life remained.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Shu's offensive changed repeatedly, and as the Great Dao merged, it unleashed a power that the Demon Venerable of the Kunpeng Clan could not fathom at all.
"Who exactly is the Demon Race here?"
"How is Jiang Shu's physical body stronger than mine!"
The Demon Venerable of the Kunpeng Clan was repeatedly forced to retreat by Jiang Shu, only he knew the astonishment in his heart.
He had seen the battle between Golden Horn and Jiang Shu.
