wants to exterminate our Demon Race. In fact, they could have done it as early as 100,000 years ago.” Chi Xing continued, “And in these 100,000 years, if they truly wanted to wipe us out, there were...Fang Yu sensed the terrifying power attacking from behind, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned around.

The massive fist looming before him seemed poised to swallow the sky.

It contains extremely complex laws. Aside from the terrifying power it possesses, it also releases a powerful suppressing force.

Fang Yu's limbs felt as heavy as if they were bound by four meteors.

However, even so, he still effortlessly raised his left hand and, facing the fist that slammed towards him... slapped out with a palm!

"Boom!"

This is a Batian Palm!

Raging energy clashed with the incoming fist, erupting in a deafening boom!

A powerful surge of energy ripples outward, scattering the surrounding clouds and mist!

"Infinity Prism, Thunderstrike!"

Above, the Southern Yao Saint Lord clasped his hands in a seal.

The surface of the Wujī prism, suspended high in the air, suddenly flashed.

"it's similar to the Tianxian realm” Fang Yu thought to himself. 。"Master, the Xuanxian Realm is divided into four levels in total." 。Then, the voice of Extreme Cold Tears rang out, “Separation is for...