"Wan Xingzi's Divine Sense is clouded, the Ancient Star Realm now devoid of True Dragons, mere fledglings pose no threat. Why bicker with someone already facing death!"
Suddenly, a somber male voice echoed between heaven and earth. Heavenly Ghost Mei Ji smirked, responding immediately.
Above the skies, two sinister thoughts instantly converged.
Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Demon Dao Fruit gradually approached each other, their energies beginning to merge slowly.
Under this abrupt shift, Yi Chen's pressure surged instantly, a flicker of anxiety flashing in his gaze.
The descending momentum of the two Dao Fruits that had been halted earlier was now once again reflecting towards the Ancient Star Realm.
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"Shen Hong, with my lifetime of Martial Arts, with my world-piercing wisdom, with all my realizations, grant me a breakthrough!"
On Falling Dragon Mountain, the Taoist sat in quiet meditation.
