"Just wait for death." Ming Hua Fu sneered.
Suddenly, his fleshbody trembled, his divine soul got out of its aperture, and a violent cold wind rose around him, as if a demon had descended.
"This is..."
Everyone was in a trance. The Divine Soul turned into Wind Aspect, and it definitely had a hint of the [Great World Aspect Technique].
But it didn't seem to feel too much oppressive.
Was it because their realm was too low?
"Xu Deng, regret it." Ming Hua Fu shouted sharply.
Rumble...
At this moment, a terrifying breath soared into the sky, like surging waves filling every corner of Yanshan.
The Xuantian Sword Wall suddenly shook violently, the horrifying sword light like starlight swaying, traversing between heaven and earth, resonating with that suddenly emerging breath.
At that phenomenal moment, Xu Deng fell to his knees with a thud.
His legs went soft, and he shouted: "I admit defeat."