Dream Realm.
Li Fei was immersed in an inexpressible epiphany.
In a trance, it seemed as if a decade had passed before he gradually came to his senses—
He had witnessed the fall of a sun.
...
At Daluo Peak, the golden pillar of light that pierced the sky suddenly collapsed!
The magical formation that enveloped most of Ming Province also disintegrated.
The ten-thousand-meter-long golden giant dragon let out a mournful howl as its body broke apart piece by piece!
"Senior brother—"
At the boundaries, Qing Yun, the True Master, shouted and, with his Lifebound Flying Sword, propelled himself frantically towards the Daluo Sect.
The president of Mo Yun University, whom he had been suppressing in combat, did not stop him.
He couldn't even if he wanted to.
"Such an extraordinary character has finally ended his play."
The Great Grandmaster, with more than a dozen sword wounds on his body, looked towards the direction of Daluo Peak and lamented.
