His expression was calm, and his voice indifferent, as if he were speaking of something insignificant.
In fact, in his eyes, Yang Luo and the others were like mere ants.
"Under the Immortal Venerable, all are ants," this saying was not just a casual remark.
Just as the assault launched by Yang Luo and the other eight came fiercely.
Donghuang Mochen took a step in the air, lightly stepping down.
Boom...
The Void Battlefield spanning a thousand miles around was greatly shaken, Heaven and Earth unstable, the Great Dao trembled, and the vast heavens seemed on the verge of overturning!
Torrents of terrifying aura and pressure spread out like thousands of erupting volcanoes, a prehistoric deluge!
Rumble!
The assault launched by Yang Luo and the others was completely obliterated in an instant, exploding in the sky!
Infinite immortal light, energy, and the Power of Laws intertwined, transforming into a vast sea, surging in all directions!
