Chapter 451
The tall and muscular figure of Qinchuan, his black hair wildly fluttering and his robes rustling as if moved by an invisible wind.
He held a crystalline Spring and Autumn Calligraphy Brush in his hand, with Asura Evil Qi enveloping the sky and spreading across the fields.
The aura around Qinchuan was still rising, a critical moment as he was in the midst of a breakthrough into the Dao Palace Realm.
The Spring and Autumn Brush cut across the void, describing the Nine Heavens with a single stroke, filling the entire sky with the golden imperial might, as heavy as a mountain, sending shivers down one's spine.
The Netherworld Saintess and the Pixiu were the first to attack, eight prayer beads transforming into moon wheels flashing with cold light, howling as they approached.