Surging Phantasm Qi quietly scattered. This area of starry river, which had been suppressed by the grand wheel like a frozen sea, finally returned to normal.

Li Langfeng looked back at the shattered teleportation portal. After a moment of pondering, he realized that its destruction must have been caused by that grand wheel, which had been jointly operated by three Phantasm grand patriarchs.

WHOOSH!

Face reddened, Master Blood Spirit morphed into a streak of blood-colored light and flew back.

Darkness dissipated, revealing Dong Li’s curvaceous body. Standing on the back of the enormous black tortoise, she also slowly approached Nie Tian.

Stopping beside Hua Mu and Li Langfeng, Master Blood Spirit fixed his scarlet eyes on Nie Tian and exclaimed, “This is godlike… He’s only at the Void domain, his bloodline at the eighth grade, yet he was able to break Grand Monarch Dark Nether’s mighty soul spells. Utterly unbelievable...”

At this moment, Nie Tian was about a hundred meters tall and incomparably robust. Like a deity, he stood towering in the middle of the starry river.

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