"The sword light formed by the Energy Magic Patterns couldn't kill you! Such resilience!"
Fang Yu marveled at the power of the Primordial Human Immortal while also admiring the might of the axe.
The Divine Dragon roared.
Bursting out from Fang Yu's body.
Another dragon roar echoed, catching the axe spinning in the sky and swallowing it whole.
Including the poor Artifact Spirit that hadn't even appeared.
Only a faint scream was heard, and it vanished without a trace.
Fang Yu dove downward.
Arriving beside the deep pit.
Above the pit emitting wisps of white smoke, Gang Qi dispersed and gradually faded, as the clouds calmed down.
The western clouds glowed red.
Fang Yu stood at the edge of the pit, gazing indifferently at everything inside.
Empty, just like his Heart Realm!
"Hmm?"
Where is everyone?
Just as this thought emerged.
A burst of energy shot up from the pit towards the sky.
