Chapter 5622: Fellow Daoist, Please Halt
“Boom!” The energy palm finally crumbled along with all the defensive barriers.
Everyone felt Thousand Emperor Island sinking downward. Their chest caved in from the pressure; some vomited blood due to the pain.
Titanic vanished for a split second before standing in the same spot again. Everything happened so quickly but loud explosions detonated above. The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to N0v3l--B1n.
“Rumble!” Big shots saw a mighty force heading straight at Empress Star, creating a direct passageway.
Buildings along the way exploded despite being empowered and blessed by imperial laws and ancient runes. Unfortunately, Titanic had utilized her speed to its limit.
Regular emperors and monarchs could no longer see her, only remnant images scattering everywhere.
Her movement resembled a raging storm of destruction, leaving only ruins and awe.
“Bam!” The main impact left the sky vault in shambles and everyone else down on their knees. In the next second, they were thrown into the air.
No one wanted to oppose her right now; their only reaction was to let out a sharp breath of astonishment.
She didn’t give up just yet, wanting to use her primordial fruit to aid her immortal bone.
“Fellow Daoist, please halt.” Someone spoke while the region was quaking uncontrollably.
The voice was neither loud nor imposing but rather, gentle like the whispers of a traditional woman.
Nonetheless, everyone heard her clearly. The words seemed to be as tenacious as the suppression of Empress Star. Nothing could break this voice from entering the mind.
Everyone looked up and saw a woman blocking the way of Titanic Conqueror.
She wore a slightly dark green dress, reminiscent of the hue from a wild forest growing on top of a mountain range.
She seemed petite while standing opposite Titanic Conqueror despite being the same height. This was because the latter gave the impression of being a gigantic statue while she looked like a beautiful lady from the sunny river land to the south - charming and graceful while strolling in the misty rain with an oil-paper umbrella.
She brimmed with spirituality while her eyes shimmered with gentle autumn waves. There was a gentle aura of water around her, comforting those nearby.
Her life force was overwhelming and made people forget about her beautiful appearance. People couldn’t help wanting to be near her and breathe deeply, basking in the refreshing air often found near a lake early in the morning.