Chapter 1067

Violent torrents of laws surged like a mountain and sea.

Time was twisting, the void was collapsing, and order was sinking.

Black light annihilated everything.

Everything tangible and intangible was in the midst of destruction.

Xuanwei, caught in the middle, felt oppressed by a vast and boundless power, about to turn into fragments at any moment.

She fell into a vast and hazy chaos, unable to perceive direction, unable to mobilize power.

Even the subtle connection with her immortal sword was severed.

Her face was pale, she only felt her primordial spirit in unbearable pain, her bones about to crack.

She was about to have her form and spirit destroyed at any moment.

Completely turning into powder.

For a time, a bone-deep desolation arose in her heart, despairing beyond measure.

Under the surging Kalpa, all living beings in the world are ants.

And she was no exception.

Her resistance at this moment was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

At this moment, she couldn't even sacrifice her body to the Dao.

After her death, the six realms would be destroyed one by one, all laws would dissolve, and everything would return to emptiness.

At this moment, her gaze looked toward the chaotic void, in the direction of the Biluo Heavenly Palace.

Eternal ages, countless memories, countless images, like a surging river, passed through her mind.

Time was like sand, drifting away.

Past events were all like dreams.

The disappeared Mu Mu Shenyin, the junior sister whose whereabouts were unknown.

At this moment, these were the only two she cared about in her heart.

However, that surging 410 black light ultimately did not fall.

The scene at this moment seemed to freeze suddenly.

Time fell into a quagmire, unable to move forward any further.

Xuanwei was startled, and when she opened her eyes, she found a young man in white standing before her.

His figure was tall and straight, handsome and ethereal.

Sword-like brows and star-like eyes, his silhouette distinct under the reflection of starlight.

Xuanwei was stunned for a moment, a look of doubt in her eyes.

She tried hard to recall in her mind.

She had no impression at all.

In the billions of immortal lands, the ancient Immortal Clan did not seem to have such a figure.

This young man was too unfamiliar.

That ethereal, peerless, and carefree aura was completely out of place with this world.

Xuanwei hesitated, a look of contemplation appearing on her face.

And just then, a huge heavenly sound exploded.

The Shadow Supreme's figure flew backward, smashing directly onto the Eastern Divine Land.

The huge figure smashed an ancient immortal palace into pieces.

The immortal palaces and towers that reached the stars turned directly into ruins.

Xuanwei's expression was frozen for a moment, her mouth agape, looking at the young man standing independently before her, her eyes full of disbelief.

Above the heavens, there was silence.

Numerous immortal mighty figures looked from across billions of starry skies, their expressions dull.

Millions of Immortal Venerables and Divine Generals had their expressions frozen.

Their thinking was in a state of stagnation; in a short time, they couldn't even sort out the sequence of events.

What just happened?

And who is this mysterious young man who suddenly appeared?

Lin Xia didn't care about the gazes from the outside world; he turned his head and looked at Xuanwei.

"You must be Xuanwei, right?"

That brilliant smile was incomparably handsome and dazzling; Xuanwei couldn't help but pause her gaze, losing her focus for an instant.

"Who are you?"

She looked at Lin Xia, her expression somewhat bewildered.

"I've heard your Master mention you."

Lin Xia said with a calm expression.

"You know my Master?"

Xuanwei's red lips parted slightly, astonished.

"That's right, I am an old friend of your Master."

Lin Xia had an air of seniority.

An old friend of Master?

Xuanwei was even more confused.