Over Prince Xuan's Mansion, streams of Spiritual Power as thick as an arm tore through the space like silver dragons, rampant and unchecked.
The entire space was bitten into spatial rifts.
The spatial undulations reached the Prince Xuan's Mansion below.
"You really know how to pick your timing!"
...
Under the pitch-black night sky.
Chen Xuan stood in mid-air.
Gazing at the raging silver Spiritual Power in front of him, his expression was grave.
These streams of Spiritual Power were already no weaker than his own.
And they are this strong without having reached the Dao Realm.
The magnitude of the Spirit Tribulation can be imagined.
Because of this, he instructed the women not to come here.
"Is that child about to undergo a Realm Breakthrough?"
At this time, Tang Gu arrived by his side.
Seeing the silvery Spiritual Power, his old eyes were filled with shock, but even more so, envy.
Of course, there was also some helplessness.
