Sun Wukong's staff smashed down, and the raging sandstorm was pressed into a distortion, forming a vast concave shape, creating an incredibly spectacular scene.
An indescribable, domineering power thunderously descended, directly blasting the desert apart, as rolling sands and stones were flung into the air like waves, striking in all directions.
"How dare you!"
A voice filled with authority angrily exploded, and Li Yuanba as well as Yang Jian acted simultaneously, vanishing into the swirling sandstorm, while Huo Zhenyu directly burrowed into the ground.
Standing within the golden light, Qin Jun couldn't discern the situation of the battle, but faintly, he saw a huge dark shadow emerge from within the storm, somewhat visible, somewhat hidden.
In front of the shadow, they seemed incredibly tiny.
"The realm of a Saint, reaching close to the Heavenly Dao Supreme!"
Patriarch Bodhi softly said, true to be a being that could leave the Saint Lords helpless.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
