A ring of visible air ripples spread outwards, destroying all obstacles in their path. Buildings collapsed in an instant, artificial hills shattered with a loud crash, and large trees were uprooted— the scene was truly terrifying.
Not far away, the Nether Blade General clung tightly to the ground, preventing himself from being swept away by the approaching blast.
It could see that the entire temple was suffering unprecedented damage, leveled to the ground by the visible force.
It could also see many evil spirits and minions being shattered by the ring of air ripples.
"How astonishing!" If the Nether Blade General could sweat, he would probably be covered in it by now.
What was even more unbelievable to it was that the Ghost King's tremendous blow had been blocked by that man?
No!
It wasn't just blocked!!
