Yet Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed drastically. Azure light surged from his whole body, and he turned at a speed difficult for the naked eye to catch. Raising his right hand, he also clenched his five fingers tight and unleashed an equally mountain-heavy punch far ahead.
It was just as silent and soundless, without the slightest grand display; even the Force Cyclone of the past was nowhere to be seen.
Yet when the Green-Armored Ancient Demon saw Lin Xuan's movement, his pupils shrank slightly, and a look both startled and bewildered appeared on his face.
Was this some kind of joke? Could this boy before him also cultivate both magic and body?
But at this moment, he had no time to think further. Before the thought had even finished turning in his mind, the force of their fists collided.
Boom!
The sound was not very loud; one could say it was merely a muffled thud entering the ear. Yet the scene that appeared before them could be called world-shocking and vulgarity-defying.
That was right—world-shocking and vulgarity-defying.
The fist force itself was silent and soundless, yet wherever it passed, space began to collapse.
And where the two currents of fist force met, space was churned into utter chaos by that majestic, colossal power. There was no astral wind, nor any aftershock spreading in all directions, yet a white dot appeared in the space. At first, it was only the size of a ball, then rapidly expanded to a diameter of seven or eight zhang.
Wuu...
Suddenly, a strange wind sound entered their ears. Afterward, everything nearby—soil, sand, stones, even the air—was sucked into that whitish thing.
It bore quite some resemblance to the legendary spatial Black Hole, and in fact, that was indeed what it was. The strike with which Lin