The Magic Guards' Art of Magic had arrived, each one sharp and fierce, powerful enough to tear apart the sturdiest of fortresses, their magic attacks like manifest blades thundering toward An Jing. Some off-target spells struck the ground, causing the whole area to bulge and spew beams of light.
But swirling around An Jing was the Tai Shi Yuan Evil, [Primordial Heaven and Earth] the most powerful Martial Vein Array Diagram. Hundreds of spells slammed into the white Protective Gang Qi, only to make it continuously tumble, disperse, and burst with the glow of welding arcs and sparks, yet it never shattered.
"I believe that people should help each other and work together for the same goal,"
The Martial Artist's gaze was calm, his tone natural, as if what he was saying was not delusionary, but instead the obvious 'Heavenly Principle': "If the world isn't as I believe it to be, then it's the world that is wrong."
"Do you think you're the Lord of Heaven?!"
