This glance seemed to penetrate hundreds of years of time, from the first meeting at Purple Bamboo Mountain, to depending on each other at Blood Bone Island, and now to this imminent farewell in the Thunder Secret Realm.
Countless words, contained within silence.
Duan Shuang also looked back at him, smiling like a blossoming flower.
Xu Ping withdrew his gaze, the last trace of gentleness in his eyes instantly transforming into determination as firm as iron.
The next moment.
He no longer restrained the terrifying power within him that had long surpassed the limits of this realm.
"Boom!"
A vast mana, like a sea of stars and as imposing as heavenly might, mixed with a powerful Divine Sense reaching the threshold of Late-Stage Divinity Transformation, exploded from within him without reservation, like an ancient behemoth awakened from millennia of slumber.
Crack!
Crack, crack—
