"Dao Arms!"
Watching the two make their move, Shen Changqing's eyes grew cold.
There's no denying it.
The Candle Sect is truly wealthy.
Every direct disciple, more or less, commands powerful Dao Arms in their hands.
The Divine Realm itself is already strong, and combining it with Dao Arms and Divine Skills makes it even more terrifying.
Both are at the Third Level of the Divine Realm, but if faced with a Divine Realm of a smaller clan, even someone at the Fourth Level might not be an opponent.
However.
He harbored no fear in his heart.
As a fellow direct disciple,
his foundation was not a fraction weaker than theirs.
Although the Holy Slaying Saber couldn't be used, and the Pursuit Shuttle was ineffective here, the Divine Skills at the Perfect Realm were already sufficient.
In an instant.
A mystical force descended from the void, and an ordinary palm stretched out to become infinitely large, as if it enveloped the entire void.
At that moment.
