Boom!0

The skies caved in, and divine radiance erupted.0

The tall, stalwart man’s palm strike was full of terrifying Laws of the Divine Dao, and its destructive power was incomparably startling.0

In the face of this strike, Su Yi just stood there, unmoving save for his right hand. He raised it into the air and tapped.0

The ten-thousand-foot illusory Torch Dragon behind him let out an ancient, inscrutable draconic roar.0

A curtain of darkness instantly blanketed the sky and blotted out the sun. It was as if all of heaven and earth had been plunged into an eternal night.0

It blocked the tall, stalwart man’s senses, rendering him effectively blind and deaf. His heart and soul felt as if they’d been plunged into an abyss of endless darkness, and invisible power restricted his body. He couldn’t even struggle.0

A suffocating wave of helplessness and despair washed over him. His expression shifted dramatically, and he panicked. What kind of ability is this!?0

The way the dark-robed man and the others saw it, it was as if the stalwart man had frozen in place, unable to move a muscle. Even the palm strike he’d unleashed silently dissipated.0

All of this seemed incomparably strange.0

But before the crowd...0