"Go! Xuanyuan Hao might be coming!" Sikong Yan's voice exploded in Zhou Qing's ear.
Taking this opportunity, Zhou Qing didn't hesitate, and with a swift grasp of his spiritually powered hand, three blood pills shot up in response.
Then, at the fastest speed, he darted toward the entrance.
"Boom!"
Just as he reached the entrance, a pressure even more terrifying than Xuanyuan Sha's suddenly descended.
The entire earth palace trembled violently, the space shattered like a mirrored surface, and a golden figure stepped into the void—
"Presumptuous!"
Emperor Xuanyuan Hao's enraged shout was like thunder, the nine five-clawed golden dragons on his golden dragon robe seemed to come to life, writhing and slithering on the robe.
Zhou Qing felt the bones all over his body creak under an unbearable burden, as if an invisible giant hand was tightly grasping his internal organs.
"Detonate!"
