Boom—boom—boom!
The Great Dao towers like the heavens, resonating through the ages. Terrifying beams of ancient divine light flicker around Ye Xuan, a faint mysterious aura manifesting upon him.
"Argh!"
Ye Xuan initially wore an expression of extreme smugness, but in the next moment, his brow furrowed, his face contorting, and a painful roar escaped his lips.
"You idiot, you're doomed!"
"You're truly foolish, thinking the Mystic Sky Pearl is so easily refined?"
"The Mystic Sky Pearl is an ancient divine artifact. The vast ancient essence within it, to say nothing of the residual laws, could obliterate your form and spirit, leaving you dead."
The forbidden figures instantly awakened, each casting a cold smile at Ye Xuan, their eyes brimming with schadenfreude.
Boom boom boom!
