"Are you really going to make a move?"
Seeing the enormous demonic hand approaching, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes glimmered with a hint of coldness.
Just as he was about to counter with his ancient armor, on the other side of the sky, clusters of ghostly flowers bloomed, stunningly beautiful yet exuding a breath of death.
The ghostly flowers collided with the demonic hand, unleashing a power that seemed to shatter the heavens, as if countless stars exploded simultaneously.
The clash of supreme beings, even a simple move or stance, was enough to influence the world and cause immense destruction.
"Ghost-faced Empress of Burial, you have gone too far!"
A chilling voice of fury echoed through the void, belonging to the Heavenly Underworld Burial Emperor.
He never expected that the Ghost-faced Empress would go to such lengths to protect Jun Xiaoyao.
Even in this situation, she still wanted to shield him.