The frenzied currents of air whirled around the lakeshore.
Wei He's body had already swollen to six meters tall.
The black hair behind him flew wildly like black serpents. Traces of scorching heat from the Burning Heaven True Skill spread and dispersed across his entire body along with the flow of True Force and True Blood.
This was the first time he had completely released himself—truly without restraint, fully unleashing both his True Blood and True Force.
The powers of True Blood and True Force circulated and converged with one another, triggering another qualitative transformation and beginning to draw certain mysterious particles from the surrounding air toward him.
Lowering his head, Wei He looked at the seven figures not far away.
Bang!!
Without saying a word, he stomped down. A deep crater exploded beneath his feet, and the ground within a radius of more than ten meters instantly caved in.
The earth was shaken into dust as fine as powder.
Wei He himself was not particularly fast—at least not at this level, at the level of Grandmasters.
But his strength was too great.
At this moment, merely borrowing the rebound force had elevated his short-term explosive power and straight-line speed to a terrifying level.
Moreover, this explosive power strangely produced no sonic boom. That seemed to be the effect of those wondrous particles.
Silently, he arrived before Zen Master Wushi, the one holding the monk's staff, at the center of the seven.
There was no flourish whatsoever.
Wei He smashed down with one arm.
Zen Master Wushi sensed that something was wrong. The seven figures swiftly converged and combined their strength, raising the monk's staff to block.
Puff.
Arm and monk's staff collided.
A ring of violent wind burst outward from the point where they met.
The force of more