Dismantle
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
From the depths of the Holy Land of Taichu, another horrific aura permeated. An extreme icy aura covered the boundless space, quickly lowering the temperature of the entire Holy Land of Taichu. At the same time, a terrifying roar was heard. In that direction, glacial divine swords surged with an extremely terrifying impact, moving toward where Ye Futian was.
Obviously, the other man knew that Ye Futian was the leader of this battle, as he led his people here to the Holy Land of Taichu to destroy them.
Without Ye Futian, today's battle would not have occurred. Therefore, he wanted to kill Ye Futian directly.
Buzz! A powerful aura erupted behind Ye Futian as Emperor Xi stepped forward. A massive phantom of Xuanwu, the Black Turtle, appeared above the firmament. It blocked out everything in the sky, bearing the weight of `that terrifying attack.
Emperor Xi moved forward, preparing to slay the opponent, and locked onto him.