As the trio rushed Wu Yu with the purpose of sending him away, numerous Ascended beings' eyes watched the ongoing clash tensely. Without exception, the domains had all activated their various arrays at various levels, dispersing any destructive shockwaves of mystic power that might reach them, causing untold damage to their areas.
Zhang Ziyi floated at the edge of Neo-Origin's atmospheric layer, her hands clutched around a scepter of jade. Her eyes contained unusually complex emotions. Han Yuhei was beside her, his eyes glinting with spiritual light as he observed the fight intently, unwilling to miss a single thing.
"Do you think…do you think Wei Wuyin has decided to declare war?" Zhang Ziyi nervously asked.