The Apocalyptic Black Lotus crushed everything in its path; beneath the divine spirits, no one could withstand it.
Amid a series of horrific screams, the twelve black-clad masked men, along with their souls, were absorbed into the Apocalyptic Black Lotus, becoming nourishment.
"What is this thing?"
Bing Ning's pupils slightly contracted at the sight, her heart trembling.
Even though she was holding the upper hand against four opponents, it would still take some time to defeat them all.
However, when Xia Shiyun unleashed this black lotus, the twelve black-clad masked men didn't even have a chance to resist and were directly harvested.
This was clearly a dimensional-level difference.
Divine Realm?
Xiao Chen was expected; from Earth to the Immortal Realm to the Divine Realm, every time he saw Xiao Chen, he was always so unfathomable.
Xiao Chen breaking through to the divine spirits was within the acceptable range.
But Xia Shiyun...
