Ji Qingzhu casually made a beckoning gesture, her slender hand passing right through several objects, making her realize that all these sights before her were indeed illusions.
She had encountered a similar situation before in the desolate Divine Temple south of the Southern Frontier. Back then, the power of ancient times had similarly triggered the Suixuan Divine Ability, recreating a scene from the distant past.
Only that time in the desolate Divine Temple, it was a host of saints besieging the Lord of Killing as he was about to achieve the Dao, only for him to slaughter them in reverse; a single drop of blood had crushed the boundless azure heavens to pieces, a sight hard to ever forget.
Chapter 305