And in the Jusheng Mountain, a phantom supporting the sky and the earth surrounds the nine dharma seals.

The extremely powerful aura swept across the nine heavens and ten lands!

Even though they were among the best, the three great Zhenxuan cultivators could not help but feel their hearts trembling.

"That's...the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan?"

The six high-level Zhenxuan and the three top Zhenxuan around them all looked horrified and did not dare to stay for a moment. In an instant, they turned around and fled in an instant.

And behind them, an extremely sharp aura suddenly erupted!

But I heard a scream, extremely sad!

That nine-seal statue of Zhenxuan suddenly collapsed!

It turned into a ray of light, plunged into the eastern sky, and disappeared in an instant.

“Gathering in the Holy Mountain!!!”

Patriarch Wuyuan's voice was full of resentment.

The light disappeared in an instant.

The sound gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!