After the divine light emitted by the Rosheng Plate broke Yin Mofan's ninth character, it continued to charge irresistibly towards Yin Mofan and the Li Shui Sect behind him.
The people of Li Shui Sect were terrified; they had never seen such a scene.
Above the boundless sky, a giant Rosheng Plate rotated continuously, as if it wanted to crush people's souls.
Yin Mofan looked at the approaching divine light, his confidence already lost. He could feel that under this divine light, even a Golden Immortal would not be able to withstand it, let alone him, a mere Heavenly Immortal of the second stage.
Just at this critical moment, a young man's voice entered his ears.
"Alas, this Li Shui Sect has declined to such an extent in your generation. The power of your Nine Character Incantation hasn't even been half unleashed."
The speaker was Wang Yufan.
Yin Mofan and the people of Li Shui Sect heard these words, and everyone's gaze turned towards him.
