BOOM!
The Celestial Sword Ancestor's body was yanked back and slammed hard into the void, which shattered from the impact beneath him.
SPURT! SPURT!
The Celestial Sword Ancestor coughed up mouthfuls of blood, a truly wretched sight.
The expressions of the Illusion Race and Feather Race Ancestors changed drastically. They looked up at the War Fortress to see a giant, barefoot elder striding toward them. It was Pann Xing.
Pann Xing strode through the void to stand beside Ye Wushuang. His terrifying aura locked onto the three ancestors, making them feel as if there was nowhere to run, neither in the heavens above nor on the earth below.
"What realm is he in?"
The three ancestors stared intently at Pann Xing. From him, they felt a mortal threat.
