Zhu Shanhe and Xing'e suddenly clashed, and a blinding radiance obscured the entire Sky Dome. The two of them were enveloped in a vast halo of light, and those outside, despite their best efforts, could not discern the slightest detail within.
The remaining Spirits of Night Travel exchanged glances, then prepared to take action.
Layers upon layers of dark tidal waves once again boiled over, pressing down on the Sky Dome until it trembled violently, an icy and indifferent gaze overlooking all living things.
"Aren't you going to take action? Whoever decides to watch from the sidelines, all previous promises will be retracted."
Seeing that the Spirits of Night Travel were about to move, Gao Tianxiong spoke lightly, his gaze sweeping sideways towards the seven Primordial Spirit powerhouses from various forces behind him.
"Tsk, the old fox is getting impatient."
