The bright gentleman sneered, "Why ask so much, if you want to know, ask King Yan."
A cold light shot into the eyes of the black soul Divine King's eyes, saying, "Yellow-mouthed child, seeking your own death."
"Black Soul Celestial Palm"
The black soul Divine Crown Prince waved his sleeves, the black fog enveloped, forming a giant palm, like the Dao Ancestor's palm, covering the sky and earth. One hand fell, and the sky was collapsing.
"Bright Tower Suppressing King Array"
The Light Master pinched the formula with his hand. The array was bright and dazzling. The pagoda emerged indistinctly, runes fluttered, rising into the clouds. A pagoda collided with the giant palm, golden circles spread out, like waves rising, winds surging, earth-shaking, the ground splitting, the black Devil Master stepping back.
Ye Yuting was draped in flames, sleeves waving, fierce attacks suppressed like a storm, unstoppable.
