In almost the blink of an eye, the entire Dongxuan Lake turned into a battlefield. At this moment, with both sides completely tearing apart their facade, the experts from both camps began to fight each other, intertwining with each other in fierce combat. All around, the abundant mana and powerful qi mechanism entangled, especially high above, where the battle between the Empress and Wu Xiankui stirred the heavens within a ten-mile radius, causing the clouds to ripple into strange forms.
In contrast, Zhao Douan and Prince Jing seemed to stand in the "eye of the storm," indifferent to the ferocity around them, unmoving, like the center of this world.
"Is this all you have? If this is all the skill you possess, I really don't see where your 'try me' comes from." Zhao Douan said, with a peculiar expression.
