The smile on Pang Lin's face had long since faded, replaced by a worried frown as the silver canopy continued to drive back the bizarre mist. This battle bore considerable weight to her. She had poured everything into her plans. It was only natural for her to regard it with the utmost seriousness.0

"Brother," she said, her shadowed gaze fixed on the battlefield high above. "That storm of ice shards is not as simple as you imagine. I sense the auras of many Dao Sources within it.0

"The supreme will of the starry skies has devoured and assimilated numerous Dao Sources across the ages. Each one advanced its evolution further. That storm can annihilate...0