Fusion
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The menacing cyclone pulled Ye Futian into the sky. He caught sight of a few top-notch cultivators at several locations of this violent tempest. Some of them were Near-Deity Levels. Naturally, only cultivators above this tier could hold a candle to the Will of a Great Emperor.
That Will was left behind by the Mahoraga and was merged with this pocket dimension. Its will could be felt from any area within the mountain range. Not only was it not destroyed, but it even had signs of awakening.
Whoosh! Ye Futian noticed a destructive divine light beamed into the vortex of air as if it was trying to tear a hole in the cyclone. He could recognize the person who did that. It was none other than the Supreme Swordlord, who attempted to split open the violent storm, creating an opening.