"I, guilty?"
Jiang Ding was entirely engulfed in darkness, no longer able to see anything clearly.
"Ha, hahaha!"
In the next moment, he burst into laughter.
"A mere early stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, just a future lost soul under my sword, dares to condemn me to death, truly deserving of death indeed."
"You truly look like someone seeking death, Xuan."
The fear within Jiang Ding's Divine Soul vanished, and he spoke calmly.
Hum!
In the vast emptiness for tens of thousands of miles, at this moment, a chaotic Great Sun Magnetic Array Pattern suddenly appeared; a super Air-Space Mother Ship, and countless Air-Space Warships, Air-Space Warplanes, Dyson Sword-shaped Mirror Drones.
After that, Array Patterns began to emerge one after another in the vast starry sky, lines of Formation Dao grew and spread, quickly enveloping the entire world, gathering the boundless light from countless Sun Stars, forming destructive powers of order.
Sun Magnetic Flare Array!
