A look of grief and fury surfaced in Han Li's eyes as he lashed out at Gu Huojin with his sword, and seventy-two arcs of purplish-golden lightning were sent hurtling toward him alongside a flurry of tremendous sword qi.0

The space within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers was torn to shreds and transformed into a golden pool of lightning that outshone everything around it like a radiant beacon.0

Gu Huojin was swept up by the pool of lightning, and all of the chaotic mist around him was instantly eradicated, but even as his body was directly opposed to the arcs of purplish-golden lightning around him, he was able to remain completely unscathed as he strode directly toward Han Li.0

He wasn't walking very quickly, but with each step that he took, a cloud of chaotic mist would gather around him, and by the time the chaotic mist dissipated, he would've already traveled over a distance of thousands of kilometers.0

Hence, it only took him...0