Jiang Yingchu was puzzled in his heart.
However, he didn't seem worried about the disappearance of those monsters.
"Such a pity, even if your Divine Techniques possess the power of the Saint Ancestor, you can't annihilate them because they originate from there, designed to counter us cultivators…"
Since the Saint Ancestor's avatar has summoned these twisted monsters from the Sea of Realms to help in the war realm, naturally, they won't be easily destroyed!
Just as his thoughts landed, the high sky changed immediately.
Fierce winds surged, as if squeezing countless dust particles from within the void.
Zhao Yujun's blue eyes, as vast as the ocean, widened involuntarily.
Ning Qi was also taken aback.
Whether the wind manipulated the dust or the dust manipulated the wind was unknown.
In the next instant, all the dust converged swiftly, demonstrating a colossal form in the sky, casting a terrifying shadow.
