988 Inside Vastheaven Palace

"Impudence." The silver-robed Daolord laughed coldly. "You really don't know your own limits."

As he spoke, he waved his right hand casually through the void of space. His sleeves instantly began to flutter as a black wind flew out from within it, instantly filling the surrounding area for a million kilometers around then sweeping straight towards Ji Ning's charging vessel.

Aboard the vessel, Su Youji and Pillsaint both had solemn looks on their faces. As for Eastherd, he was panicking. Sparrow and his wife simply watched. Elder Gods weren't even qualified to take part in a battle at this level.

Ning just let out a cold snort. Rumble… lightning and water suddenly surged out of him.