Clang!

In the sky above the six color lake, vigorous golden Genesis Qi accompanied the Heavenly Yuan Brush as it sweeped downwards, and ferociously collided with the white bone claw staff. A clear ‘clang’ sounded, as a ripple that could be seen with the naked eye swept outwards, slightly distorting the surrounding space.

Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao’s gazes were locked together, chilling killing intent sugging within them.

In the next instant, both parties made their ...