The Nine-tailed Xuanxing Scorpion looked at the punch coming directly towards him, feeling a sense of ancient sorrow, various emotions surfacing in his heart that he couldn't dispel. Before him was a star river, standing between heaven and earth, and the turning stars seemed ready to directly obliterate his Divine Soul. To him, this punch was a test from the heavens, and only the most indomitable spiritual will could break through this confinement and emerge from adversity.
Outside, the many strong contenders faintly saw that the Nine-tailed Xuanxing Scorpion seemed to freeze at that moment, showing no reaction whatsoever, as if his Divine Soul was being washed by time, falling into a natural senility.
"The power of time, Star God Lord!" The figure of Great Emperor Ziwei appeared above the Chaos Void at some point, slowly opened his eyes, and softly spoke.
