Two days later.
Outside the Azure Primitive Sky Daqian world, four armies assembled, a terrifying evil qi permeated, the force of weapons surged to the heavens, shaking the surrounding galaxy.
"Grim Moon Imperial Dynasty, what audacity!"
The first army, Lv Bu stood holding his weapon, surrounded by ghostly divine powers, as if an ultimate deity, making the world beneath him appear incredibly insignificant.
Behind him, the second and fourth corps stood in neat rows, perhaps due to having just slaughtered a realm, they uncontrollably emanated dense killing intent, dyeing the starry sky red and twisting time and space.
However.
Their emitted killing intent, though terrifying, compared to the adjacent second army, could only be described as a small witch encountering a great witch.
