"Dammit!!!" The next moment, Jun Shouteng's eyes bulged, a stick appearing in his hand—a metal stick, thick and ash-gold in color, a top-level Dao Artifact. Jun Shouteng suddenly jerked his head up, his complexion flushed red, his breath roaring crazily like a furious giant dragon. The entire hall seemed as if it was grasped by a colossal Azure Heaven hand, with the air crackling and whistling as if shattered.
No hesitation.
Jun Shouteng took a step forward.
"Die for me." Jun Shouteng held nothing back, wielding the stick with one hand, he swung it down fiercely, targeting Zhan Qing directly. His Mysterious Qi condensed to essence, vast as the sky. With one sweep, the whole world seemed to shatter into the Void, as if a stick miraculously emerged from eternal chaos, indescribably powerful and immense, filling the heavens and earth with the flow of ash-gold, spreading and overflowing until the hall appeared completely consumed by the force of the stick.
