It was still that light palm strike, but the impact it brought to all the martial artists present was a destructive blow.
The void flipped and a hundred-meter-long palm print came crashing down. The space trembled.
It seemed like a long time, but it only took an instant for the huge palm print to fall.
There was a series of loud explosions as the ground continued to collapse. More than thirty Warrior Spirit disciples were drowned by the palm print. After the palm print disappeared, all thirty Warrior Spirit disciples were lying on the ground. They did not seem to be injured at all, but they did not have the slightest bit of vitality.
Everyone present had numb expressions on their faces. They had seen countless battles between experts, but they had never seen such a powerful suppression.
Moreover, it was unleashed by a young man who was called trash and had no cultivation. The entire scene was extremely strange.
