Above the Holy Palace, clouds churned tumultuously.
Cloaked in a blue robe, Jing Yan and Kui Long, who wore a dark purple robe, appeared intermittently among the cloud layers.
Around their bodies, condensed Primordial Energy completely isolated the piercing mountain winds from the space around them. The strong winds, having approached them, retreated on their own accord.
The two statuesque Dao Emperor Realm practitioners, already at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Origin Continent, were about to commence a battle that would shake the heavens and the earth.
In the distance, Saint Master Shen Chong and others gathered together, their gazes fixed on Jing Yan and Kui Long.
A slight smile appeared on Shen Chong's lips, his eyes seemingly filled with anticipation, as if he was eager to see the outcome of the confrontation between Jing Yan and Kui Long.
