The Chaos Immortal Staff crossed the sky, with Dao Rhythm naturally emerging, as if a whole Chaotic Immortal Domain was condensed into a single staff. Just its naturally exuding pressure calmed the surrounding boiling chaotic qi flow and made ten thousand Great Dao laws wail.
The True Martial Emperor held the Immortal Staff, his aura vaguely connected with the staff, as if he became the master of this shattered void.
His gaze was as piercing as lightning, locking onto Gu Qingfeng.
"Mystic Sky Immortal Emperor, your last chance! Withdraw now, and you can still preserve your Mystic Sky Immortal Dynasty's foundations! Otherwise, beneath the Immortal Staff, your soul will be completely annihilated, that will be your fate!"
Gu Qingfeng responded with an overwhelming surge of battle intent.
In his eyes, chaotic light swirled, seemingly analyzing the supreme secrets of the Chaos Immortal Staff, while a cold and sardonic smile played at the corner of his mouth.
