Zhang He's brain was buzzing, and he did not have time to think about the reason. He could not resist the surging energy and was heavily injured, causing him to spit out blood.
'It was another trick!' Zhang He glared at Mingshi Yin and gritted his teeth to endure the intense pain. He planned to escape using the method before, but when he was falling, he saw the space distort and twist under him.
"The greater law of space?!"
Zhang He fell into the twisting space.
Swoosh!
As though the height of 3,000 feet had been greatly reduced, Zhang He crashed heavily to the ground. He sprawled on the field that had been destroyed.
The battle had ended, and silence returned.
…
Everyone in both the northern Dao Hall and the Southern Cloud Viewing Platform looked at Mingshi Yin in confusion.
