Long Wusheng's punch was powerful. It was as though an entire star had crashed into the Primal Chaos Star Locking Formation. Waves of primal chaos energy rippled across the formation, but it stood strong.

Mo Busi said, "You really think Yuan Shi's trump card is so simple? We need to all work together to destroy this formation. Any one of us will probably need to waste a lot of time exhausting this formation of its energy."

"I refuse to believe this. My fist can crush rivers of stars. A mere formation won't be able to stop me," said Long Wusheng stubbornly as he punched again.

Regretful Heaven Draconic Punch!

Nine punches were thrown out, and they rumbled...