Chapter 671: The Execution of Bai Yuan

He had recovered about thirty percent of his true qi, but the injuries in his soul sea would still need time to fully heal. Glimmering celestial runes hung overhead like the weight of Mount Tai, forming a terrifying nebula that blanketed hundreds of miles around. Luckily, the other sect disciples had left ahead of time-otherwise, none of them would've made it out alive. The roaring blizzard surged like a flood, swallowing up entire mountain peaks beneath the snow. "Boom!" The Annihilation Fist slammed...