The ground below, battle raged like the surging tide.
Suddenly, a burst of white light appeared, and a group of mountains were pierced through by a horsetail whisk, thundering as they shook the earth.
"Clueless about life and death!"
Immortal Zhenyuan retracted his horsetail whisk and spoke.
The terrifying nature of what Emperor Yao described had Immortal Zhenyuan feeling like he was facing a formidable foe.
But when the Heavenly Soldiers charged at him, he found that they were not as formidable as he had feared—at least he was able to handle them.
The only problem was, the number of encroaching Heavenly Soldiers around him was increasing—
Immortal Zhenyuan shook his head and waited until the Heavenly Soldiers got close before suddenly swinging his horsetail whisk with ultimate strength, sweeping the soldiers into the surrounding mountains, causing rumbles and the land to split and mountains to crumble.
