Boom—
Zhao Gongming clasped twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls and smashed them directly on Dao Mo's forehead. The surrounding sand and dust burst open instantly, forming a vacuum zone with a diameter of a hundred meters.
Qiang Liang blocked in front of Qin Jun, shielding him from the head-on gale.
The wastelands beneath their feet cracked at a visible speed, resembling a giant spider web, covering an area of ten thousand meters. Farther away, due to restrictions, the cracks were abruptly sectioned off as if by illusion.
Zhao Gongming's face slightly changed, he gritted his teeth and forcefully pushed forward, the unimaginable great force caused Dao Mo to immediately fly backwards.
The huge saber scraped the ground, carving a long ravine, until it disappeared at the horizon's end.
"Is it over?"
Qin Jun squinted into the distance. Typically, those fully entering the realm of the sage couldn't withstand the divine might of the Sea-Calming Pearls.
