The vast Blade Qi was like a rain of blades, shrouding the densely packed heavens and earth.
Xu Zimei wielded his blade downward, slicing the heavens and breaking the earth.
For him, even if he couldn't kill the Toad Spirit, he couldn't let it disturb Zhou Yanjun.
Moreover, Zhou Yanjun was very fast.
He knew a lot about the Old Universe.
Even though the Old Universe now was unfamiliar to many, having gone through change over the ages.
As long as the matter was related to the Old Universe of the past, he could see it at a glance.
At this moment, Zhou Yanjun used his finger in place of a pen, writing faster and faster.
Almost becoming a blur.
Soon, the densely packed golden light shone at the edge of heaven and earth.
Under that vast golden light, were tiny yet real characters.
Each character was vivid, as if coming to life.
Once the Soul Seeking technique was written, Zhou Yanjun waved his hand, and countless characters flowed like a river.
