The Sacred Luo Continent was located on a mountain peak tens of thousands of kilometers away from Sacred Luo City. The dark clouds had dissipated, the violent winds had stopped, and the sky had regained its clearness, as if nothing had happened.
Killing Dao stood in place, dumbfounded.
Originally, she wanted to follow Qin Jue and see how Qin Jue and Old Mo fought. However, the two of them were too fast, so Killing Dao couldn't react at all. She could only faintly sense spirit energy fluctuations coming from the depths of the void. In the end, because the distance was too far, she could only give up.
Just as Killing Dao was about to sit down and quietly wait, the space beside her distorted slightly, and then Qin Jue and Old Mo lightly flew out.
Hu!
As soon as Old Mo appeared, the surrounding sky immediately darkened again. Strong winds continued without end, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, as if the end of the world had arrived.