The Radiance of Seven Colors, the Power of Vision

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"Suppress them... for me!" bellowed Emperor Yu atop the city walls.

With Emperor Yu's roar, his disheveled hair danced wildly. The gathering black mist condensed into a colossal sin dragon, tens of thousands of feet long, charging madly forward.

Li Xiong rolled in the air, struggling to stabilize himself, yet still struck by the sin dragon and sent flying backward.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled as the sin dragon's thick fog smashed into tens of thousands of Jing Nation soldiers, instantly turning them into powder.

What was once a densely packed formation of soldiers suddenly became a vast emptiness.

"Ahahaha!"

"I have gathered all the fortune of Great Yu. Who can oppose me!?"

"All of you shall perish!"

Emperor Yu stood suspended with majestic momentum. Behind him, the swirling black mist exuded an even more sinister aura.

"Thud!"