Within the Heaven and Earth Cage, a bizarre scene was unfolding.
Four figures with similar faces interwove within the shattered battlefield, the piercing whistles of their weapons slicing through the air like dragon cries.
In Zhu Ye's eyes, the sun and moon shone together, and with every breath, the surrounding temperature fluctuated.
Around Dawn surged green flames, carrying an arrogant malice, and where the blade in his hand pointed, there was nothing but killing intent.
Emperor's Fall was enveloped in Chaos Divinity, the golden glow from his Heavy Pupil filled only with destruction and madness.
On Li Yelai, a kind of unsettling omen blossomed, as if it threatened to infect all surrounding metal.
The four similar faces reflected amidst blood and fire. From this angle, it seemed more like Li Yelai's internal struggle.
The victor will surely be someone surnamed Li!
