His heart bled with anguish, and his disbelief drove him to the brink of madness.
"Liao Qing, how could he possibly be this strong? What kind of Dharma Gate is this?" Jue Xuan, too, was utterly dumbfounded.
"Who is that Cultivator? What just happened? What kind of attack was that? Was that the same strange Hui Chi I saw all those years ago? This attack feels similar, but its Power... it's far, far greater than Hui Chi's was!"
Bodhisattva Guan Yun was stunned as well. Blinking her beautiful eyes, she murmured, "The scriptures in the Daoist Scripture Hall... could any of them have survived?"
But before the three of them could react, they discovered in horror that, following the explosion, the spatial walls all around their position high in the sky were shattering.
As the spatial walls broke apart, they revealed patches of utter blackness.
It was as if the very fabric of space had become a mirror.
