บท 1825: Dissipate

Ye Futian was extremely shocked. Black lightning brewed within the shadow storm. The power that it contained was very menacing.

He felt the intense shockwaves even though he was standing in the outer region. Even the World Tree trembled and kept rustling as it swayed.

The Emperor's light was no longer blinding. It was merely a speck of light in this world of shadows. It appeared insignificant and exceptionally miniscule.

However, it was also this speck of light that was supporting him. In this storm, it still remained unextinguished.

Otherwise, even the figures at the peak of the Realm would not have been able to withstand this storm. Their Great Paths would be sealed, their spiritual soul frozen and their flesh destroyed.