Vermilion At The Horizon
The fact that the difference between a genuine divine being from the higher realm and a divine practitioner from the lower realm was like heaven and earth made Yan Yingjun and everyone realize that they had no chance from the beginning.
Hui Wen's strength might be at the peak of the Divine Foundation Realm, but his divine energy and profound arts were on an entirely different dimension from Yan Yingjun.
Even their ultimate trump card, the Divine Sun of Annihilation, was pale in comparison.
At this moment, Hui Wen's aura abruptly grew thicker and heavier as a cold grin emerged on his lips.
"It's time to end this boring play." Hui Wen then raised his hand, and a massive dark energy ball immediately emerged above it.
The energy ball grew more extensive than the dimmed divine sun in the sky. At the same time, the entire space that was originally cold had become several times colder, as if reminding Yan Yingjun and the others that their death was coming.