Chapter 1167: The Extreme Void Island Lord's Projection

The voice had sounded light, almost casual, which meant the speaker's cultivation was anything but shallow; otherwise no one would have dared speak up amid that swarm of blade shadows. Anywhere else, Xuan Youyue wouldn't have flinched. But this was the Thousand-Epoch Blade Pavilion, and her Seven-Color Flood Dragon had suffered damage to its foundation. Its cultivation had slipped. Even so, she only grew wary, not afraid. However weakened, the Seven-Color Flood Dragon was still at the second stage...