A vast expanse of purple mist seemed to conceal thousands of stars, with countless laws rippling through it.

Li Muyang, clad in a long robe and gripping a three-foot sword, had eyes full of spirit and firm steps. The immense sword aura emanating from his body caused the sea of mist to tremble, creating various strange waves.

"Whoosh—"

A great wind descended from the nine heavens, accompanied by purple lightning, the thunder roaring like a wild beast, shaking the heavens and earth, striking directly at the heart.