Golden vital qi churned in the air, and Lu Yuan stood at the eye of the storm. The aura pouring off him eclipsed anything he had ever shown before. He had become a god of war, domineering and peerless.0

Zhou Yunqiong retreated again and again, her face growing pale. She had already unleashed her true strength. The Ji Clan's True Phoenix Art was already circulating to its absolute limits. 0

At this point, she was supposed to be stronger than a Venerable King, and only a Sage could hope to stand against her. Thanks to her formidable bloodline, she could crush those on the same stage of evolution as her, except for the top Rankers of the Outer Cosmos.0

Zhou Yunqiong had absolute confidence in her own strength. That was precisely why she had ultimately...0