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Outer star space.

As Changqing pointed his sword at Jiang Yuan with his finger.

Hum!!!

Heaven and Earth resonate.

The dark and icy Universe was instantly turned pale by the Sword Light.

In front of this Sword Light, the solidified voidness seemed as fragile as paper, easily pierced through the endless voidness.

Watching the Sword Light, Changqing's expression was calm and steady, and a hint of confidence appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In his view, this Sword Light was enough to form a focused point, annihilating the spreading Power of Devouring.

Just one breath, and he would be able to save Jing Yu and the other three.

Suddenly.

"No!!" Changqing, dressed in White Clothes, elegant and detached, his eyes suddenly changed.

In the dispersing darkness before him, a silver light suddenly burst forth.

"What is that?" His gaze grew sharp again.

At this moment.

Boom—