The vast Nine Heavens Cloud Sea surged turbulently and collapsed entirely as the boundless void trembled violently. From the depths of the Power of Origin, countless Dao Patterns surged forth continuously. One shone with a brilliant purple-gold, the other with a chilling black, intersecting and weaving densely across the sky. As the patterns flowed, the principles of law roared, and the entire world seemed on the brink of collapse, with folds of space extending layer upon layer outward.
Two Heavenly Immortals, their forms transcendent, confronted each other in the air, with imprints of Heaven imprinted firmly on their brows, faintly resonating with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, each movement influencing the great momentum of the world.
Clearly, as other Immortals fled, the battle between these two Heavenly Immortals grew increasingly fierce.
"Lin Yu, do you dare to lay hands on my Immortal of the Cursed Race? Linwu City plans to seek its own demise."
