Absolute Control

Boom!

The cultivator from the Golden Divine Nation with the seventh-tier Divine Wheel stepped forward, and the Sigh of the Divine God rang out in the sky. He thrust his golden spear through the air. Golden light shot towards Ye Futian at an incredible speed. It seemed like it would pierce through him in an instant.

There was a sharp sound as the golden light struck his body. The figure disappeared as if it had never even existed. But there was spatial will left behind in the place where it had been.

It was an afterimage.

The cultivator of the Golden Divine Nation looked up. Ye Futian had appeared in the sky above him. The cultivator realized he was in grave danger. Given his level, he had no way to lock down Ye Futian in a space like this.