"Death befits Zi Chen, deservedly so, trying to drag me down with him!"
The Night Evil Heavenly Dao Divine cursed under his breath, he was almost sunk by that plot.
Such a maniacal deity should've long been dead, and at the same time, he was secretly astonished; the power of the Divine Emperor was unfathomably profound.
The frenzied Zi Chen, even at his strongest, couldn't be controlled.
The divine radiance of Zi Chen's Divine Wings fell into his hands, suffused with dazzling light, the soul permeated, and the branding was erased.
Without its master, erasing its imprint was simple.
This was a rather special domain-class Divine Artifact, capable of unleashing light blade storms, but that was not its greatest Divine Ability. Instead, it could traverse space-time and impose domain restrictions.
However, its usefulness for Chu Yuan was not substantial; he had the Void Gate.
That chaotic Heavenly Dao river...
For Chu Yuan, that was of the utmost significance.
