The terrifying storm contained an astonishing oppressive force, ravaging the space around it.
One could see that many rocks around, simply by being touched by the earthen yellow Light Halo carried by the black giant palm, were instantly reduced to dust.
And at this moment, under the black giant palm, Jing Yan was enduring unimaginable pressure.
Jing Yan felt as if the entire sky had collapsed! The heavens seemed to smash down upon his body, with brutal force.
The Primordial Energy swirling around his body to protect himself was under extreme pressure; it was compressed to its limit, making it difficult for the Primordial Energy within Jing Yan's Martial Arts Meridians to circulate.
"Sky Wings!" Jing Yan gritted his teeth fiercely.
