Every time the sickle-like claws and the giant axe collided, a shockwave visible to the naked eye would explode. The terrifying explosion waves swept through the world and opened a huge hole in the dark clouds in the sky.
It was as if he had returned to the ancient times, when the giant gods who ruled all things fought and killed each other. Just the aftermath of the battle was enough to make ordinary things despair.
However, at the heart of the most tragic battlefield, everything was calm.
Li Rui and Wang Lei were still sitting opposite each other, drinking to their heart's content. The round light gold film covered the entire island, separating the inside and outside world.
Inside, they were exchanging cups, chatting and laughing.
On the outside, mountain-like Dharma forms were fighting each other, setting off waves that swept across the ocean.
A strange sense of confusion welled up in Wesley Joe's heart. He shook his head and enlarged his vision.
