The Taiyi Bell suddenly emitted a long, distant sound once again, spreading far and wide, echoing above every cultivator's head.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless whirlwinds appeared between heaven and earth, quickly swallowing all the cultivators!
In an instant, the void became clear, the cultivators vanished without a trace; even Wu Zhejiu's sealing of the void was irrelevant, with only the City of No Pretense left standing there alone.
And Xiang Beifei himself had already leaped onto the City of No Pretense.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Violent spiritual power poured down, crashing onto the City of No Pretense, its world-destroying aura seemingly capable of consuming everything.
The City of No Pretense appeared extremely dilapidated, its walls full of gaps and teetering, but strangely enough, it remained stable under the terrifying attack, not even bothering to move, nor did the dust on its walls rise up.
