One after another, Meng Zhiyu vanishes like a bubble, yet reappears in an instant.
She is eroding the power of Qin Ming's real existence, dissolving it into the void.
"I am immune to all techniques, what can you do?" Qin Ming said in a deep voice.
He doesn't believe that the opponent can erode the Golden Thread Power out of thin air; she must be quickly exhausting herself.
If comparing foundations, within the same realm, he doesn't fear the opponent.
Qin Ming goes his own way, continually cutting through this domain.
Rumble!
Qin Ming sweeps away the fog, obliterating all obstructions.
Meng Zhiyu's numerous Dharma Bodies unite, standing at a distance, her face filled with solemnity, she appears dignified, connecting the Nine Great Seals, and then unleashes them.
She moves at the ultimate speed, with the opening and closing of her eyes, reflecting the sun, moon, and starry rivers, the endlessly profound night sky, exploding with a sound as if recreating the heavens and earth.
