The sky cracked open, revealing deep chasms and exposing the turbulent void, where the gales of energy roared.
Meanwhile, Qin Tuo was like a kite with a broken string, hurtling backward for thousands of yards, shattering several divine peaks and Immortal mountains before coming to a halt.
The sword intent filled the sky, all pointing directly at Qin Tuo.
In the void, the eye wheel was like a totem, watching over everything.
"You're courting death!" Qin Tuo roared as he walked out of the shattered Immortal mountain.
He waved his arms, releasing waves of formidable Yan power that wrapped around Jian Wushuang.
"How noisy." Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold. He reached out and crushed all the Yan power that was coming at him.
Then, he leaped towards Qin Tuo.
A heavy punch thundered forth, and the fist's energy ruptured the air, instantly dispelling all the blood mist.
