Yin Wushang was wrapped around by countless runes, and his aura was boundless. With each one of his movements, the world echoed with him, increasing his power.

“Are Celestials so amazing?”

Long Chen sneered. At the same time, he was filled with fury. Anyone would be infuriated at being rejected by the world.

That was especially true when facing an enemy that would be aided by the world to kill him.

“If there comes a day when my cultivation base reaches that level, I will definitely overturn this idiot world!”

Long Chen clenched his teeth. The lightning serpent tattoo on his arm suddenly dimmed.

A violet lightning spear appeared in his hand. As soon as that spear appeared, a terrifying destructive aura spread.

This was a spirit weapon he had condensed from all his thunderforce. At this point, Long Chen could only go all-out.

Yin Wushang merely smiled slightly and punched out.

BANG!

The instant...