C547 Lei Ming of the Heaven and Earth Taoist Plaza

The aura of their bloodlines clashed, warping the very fabric of space.

Above the firmament, two colossal spectral figures locked in a soulful stare.

Xingtong's face was ashen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, while the glacier beneath his feet teetered on the brink of disintegration.

"Enough, enough," the woman in the white dress pleaded