Rumble!
As Ye Qingchen took this step forward, it was as if, in that instant, heaven collapsed and earth caved in.
He himself had already become like a streak of azure lightning, shooting forth with explosive speed, carving across the firmament and dragging out a scar hundreds of zhang long in the void, like a rainbow piercing the sun, thrusting straight toward Taotian Palace!
The mad barrage that Taotian Palace had gathered and poured out without restraint, the vast, surging assault that descended like the firmament itself, had originally blotted out the sky, covering an entire sector of the heavens like a falling flood, enough to drown everything!
Yet before this white wave, it was torn apart with a thunderous rip, split clean in two!
Zi-la!
In almost the blink of an eye.
It was forcibly ripped open!
And in the depths of countless pupils, that figure, trailing layer upon layer of afterimages, had already, in an instant, charged up to the front of Taotian Palace!
"Weng!"
