At this moment, as the Nether River Water spilled onto the square below, large slabs of stone were dissolved in an instant, and the vast square turned into nothingness.
Shi Yao Ancestor, Sanhuang Old Immortals, and seven True Monarchs fled to a further distance, away from this chaotic and dangerous battlefield.
Zhao Sheng gazed at the surging Nether River, and a layer of bright flames about a foot high suddenly rose over his entire body. This was the brilliance of his Primordial Cell's Will, triggered by the call of his Primordial Spirit.
As the brilliance spread to the Three Suns Stick, Zhao Sheng suddenly gripped the stick with both hands and thrust it forward with force!
In an instant, the stick transformed into a thousand strikes, turning into blinding Sword Light and actively meeting the pitch-black Nether River like a rolling tide.
Boom!
A vast expanse of light, brighter than the Sun, erupted, piercing through the darkness and temporarily pushing down the Nether River.
