"Dust Particle!"
With a flick of his finger, his nascent soul roared, silently triggering the spell of the Great Dao.
An immeasurable power surged from within him, rising to the sky like a reversed galaxy, piercing the heavens.
In an instant.
Above the firmament, two boundless Yin-Yang talismans slowly appeared.
One black, one white, embracing each other, mysterious runes flowed, divine light shone in every direction, illuminating the world.
The entire Ning City was completely engulfed in this sacred and majestic aura.
"That is..."
Bai Gongming froze, his pupils constricted, his face full of shock and fear.
Previously, witnessing the Golden Wu Warriors' great battle had already felt unparalleled, yet compared to the Celestial King's divine might, it was like comparing a firefly to a bright moon.
Seeing this scene, all the believers and disciples stood motionless.
Forgetting pain, forgetting sorrow, forgetting to breathe.
