Filled with black and white light between the heavens and the earth, it passed away in an instant. The dazzling white thunder and black flame ocean disappeared immediately, leaving nothing behind.
Between heaven and earth, everything had now returned to its peace.
Shi Mu remained in midair, tightly clutching the staff in his hands as he pointed toward the position of the sky as the energy construct and his golden scales gradually disappeared.
His face was pale but he had a vain feeling as his body shook slightly in midair.
"Sure enough!" Shi Mu pounded on his chest as he whispered to himself.
As soon as he spoke, he suddenly turned black. The flaming wings at his back were extinguished, and his body immediately fell from the sky.
In the air, a silver light passed and Yan Luo suddenly appeared, catching Shi Mu's fallen body from the sky.