Boom!
Ye Qingchen took a step forward, and at this moment, the entire Hidden Dragon Island suddenly trembled.
Only to see his entire being transform into a splendid sword aura, roaring forth, cutting a deep sword mark into the ground. The sky-full sword glows dissolved under this sword, like snow under the spring sun, silently turning into nothingness.
This sword mark extended from above the grand hall to where Zou Ji Dao stood, like a silver lightning bolt.
"Thump!"
A loud bang.
Amidst swirling dust, Zou Ji Dao spread his arms, gliding in mid-air like a giant bird, flying backward, landing hundreds of yards away. Meanwhile, the grand hall that was there moments ago had already been completely turned to ruins.
"Is this all you've got, and you dare to come against me? Do you wish to step into celestial immortality?"
Standing amidst the ruins, Ye Qingchen stood with hands behind his back, looking coldly at Zou Ji Dao.
