Bai Qing'er had completely absorbed the Primeval Chaos Saintwill into the Macroworld that had appeared after Zionwraith had fallen. It had become a continent within the primordial chaos, and her aura had significantly increased.
She was slightly disappointed. "So it's just a corner of the Macroworld. No wonder Zionwraith could use its body to carry it. Huh? What is that?"
Her beautiful eyes looked through the chaos.
The ten Gates of Destiny in the sky had all retreated. Only a blinding ball of flame flew toward her at an unparalleled speed, giving her an unprecedented sense of danger.
Lord Wu Yue's body was burnt to a golden color in flames. His hair turned into sparks and scattered. His skin shattered into pieces. The Sainthood Source in his sea of Qi released destructive ripples that shook the entire starry sky.
This was the last shimmering light of his life!