"Your name is Xu Qing, correct?"
In the chaotic battlefield, above was a distorted and rippling abstract scroll, its appearance almost impossible to discern.
The scroll unfurled, with black and white swirling within, exuding supreme power. Waves of energy spread across the battlefield below, bringing death wherever they passed.
On the battlefield, the armies of the cultivators and the gods clashed like countless rivers of dust, their collisions resounding endlessly.
Blood filled the air, and corpses littered the ground.
It was a horrifying sight!
The tearing of the starry sky and the collapse of space-time added even more danger to this already chaotic battlefield.
This universe seemed on the verge of collapse!
Amidst this chaos, a golden-armored, purple-haired, and eerily beautiful jade-faced True God strode forward, speaking as It moved.