Xu Qing's voice reverberated over the human imperial capital, echoing through the firmament and imprinting upon the consciousness of all powerful beings across myriad races.
Every expert felt their spirits tremble.
They had initially believed this battle was merely the catastrophe brought by the Ancient Immortal. Yet now, hearing the exchange between Xu Qing and the Ancient Immortal, it seemed…
This conflict was far more complex than surface appearances suggested—there were deeper stratagems at play.
The Empress fell into deep contemplation.
Old Master Seventh lifted his gaze to the starry cosmos, then toward the fragmented-face of Desolate, his expression thoughtful.
As for Zhou Zhengli and others, their eyes flashed with sharp comprehension—they recalled the mysterious, unknown enemy encountered during their return journey with Xu Qing.
Had it not been for Xu Qing's overwhelming combat power, their homecoming might have ended in annihilation along the way.
