Deep within Qianyuan Prefecture, a great battle erupted in an instant. Boulders rumbled, and the lake's surface boiled.
Xiao Teng was young and impetuous, after all. Having been repeatedly scorned and humiliated by Jiang Lan, he found it utterly unbearable this time, especially in front of His Majesty Emperor Xia, the court officials, and guests from the various Immortal Sects.
Within the Round Mirror, the reflected scene was suddenly submerged in an endless, rolling haze, choked with dust and mist.
With ice in his eyes and a chill glinting off his armor, Xiao Teng rose from his Fierce Beast. He stepped into the air, aimed his long spear toward the southern sky, and swept it across.
A vast divine light, like a cleansing True Flame, washed over the area. The entire sky seemed to tremble, a testament to the power of the attack.
Behind him, his numerous subordinates and followers arrived. Their fighting spirit boiled, and filled with rage, they charged into the fray as well.
