As this sword stabbed onto the formation, it exploded with a blinding light. The formation began to groan and wail as if it were alive.

As soon as this sword strike landed, Ye Fenghan didn’t even stay to watch.

He immediately booked it.

Regardless of what the result of his sword strike was, there was no way that he would be able to endure the consequences that were about to take place.

At the same time that he charged out of the Astral Hall, an enraged roar thundered through the air. “NO!”

Following this cry, the Astral Hall exploded.

A powerful wave of energy cascaded in all directions, surging like the tide of the ocean.

Even though Ye Fenghan had retreated incredibly decisively, the violent explosion still caught up to him and slammed into him like a giant wave tossing about a small boat. He felt as if his bones were going to break, and his flesh and blood seemed to be melting away under the violent onslaught of energy.

In that moment, his face, eyes, arms, and even his chest began to melt away, revealing the pearly white bones underneath.

Ye Fenghan was in so much pain that he almost wanted to kill himself.

Even so, he was eventually able to endure.

He furiously attempted to revolve his Immaculate Cultivation Technique in order to guard his heart until the turbulent waves of energy...