"Or perhaps... is it the Immortal Envoy descending from the heavenly realm?"
Lu Xuan's surrounding blue spiritual power continued to rampage wildly.
Yet he seemed detached from the situation.
Lu Xuan's gaze penetrated the layers of deep blue sky, fixed intently toward the higher heavens.
While cultivators in the Cultivation Realm were still terror-stricken by the celestial phenomenon.
Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed as he gazed toward the heavens.
A fine purple-golden thread of lightning, exuding supreme pressure like the gaze of an ancient deity, flickered briefly through the void.
In a split second, the entire sky was forcibly torn open by two great hands.
In the booming sound, the glaring, radiant sea of purple-golden lightning descended with a roar.
Thousands of bolts of lightning intertwined into a boundless ocean, enveloping Lu Xuan.
Each lightning bolt carried a mysterious aura, shattering space inch by inch.
