C384 I will also Counterattack

Zhang Xing instantly slipped into a state of void, where the objects before him fragmented into an array of elemental substances. The space was illuminated by thirteen exceptionally bright orbs of white light, each pulsating with immense energy—no doubt the thirteen elders.

A massive surge of white energy loomed, threatening to engulf him. Yet, in that critical moment, Zhang Xing's body