The place where City Lord Tian Duan Xuan was in closed-door cultivation was filled with lightning, thunder, and violent storms.
Here, space and time were in chaos, constantly annihilating and being born again, in a cycle.
Chu Yuan casually glanced around and found that there were over a hundred images recorded from an unknown era, along with countless beams of light falling down without any pattern.
Each beam of light was as weak as the full strike of a great sovereign after burning mana.
And the strong ones were even comparable to Celestial Gods.
Boom! Suddenly, a beam of light fell, akin to the strike of a Celestial God, no weaker than the Sea of Heavenly Dao's Celestial God, and it aimed at Chu Yuan with the fiercest of postures.
"A strike condensed from infinite laws, this place is a wildland of laws."
