Terrifying ripples blasted apart the darkness of the forbidden land, illuminating everything within a thousand-mile radius.
Mountains and rivers shattered, and countless irregular craters appeared across the ground.
The rising sun and setting sun froze in midair, and the sun and moon Lin Xuan had transformed into also came to a halt.
Lin Xuan and Dongfang Mo stood less than half a meter apart, their gazes colliding.
Shock filled Dongfang Mo's eyes. "You actually... are this powerful..."
Words of astonishment burst from his mouth.
His full-strength attack had actually been blocked. The crushing suppression of the Yellow Springs had failed to weaken Lin Xuan's combat power in the slightest; instead, he himself had been somewhat suppressed by that Mad Immortal Dao.
"Nothing more than this!"
"I haven't even used my full strength yet!"
Lin Xuan replied, divine majesty in his eyes as though he were looking down upon Dongfang Mo.
"What kind of joke is this?"
Dongfang Mo did not believe it at all. Though his heart was heavy, it was certainly not because Lin Xuan claimed he had yet to use his full strength.
"Ignorant."
Lin Xuan casually uttered the two words, with no intention of explaining.
"Roar!"
At that moment, a dragon's roar rang out. A familiar aura of mountains, rivers, and great marshes approached Lin Xuan, crashing down like Flying Immortal Mountain.
A fist surging with azure light tore through the air, containing within it the full might of mountains, rivers, and great marshes.
The fist set off waves of power, and merely drawing near had already stirred a storm between heaven and earth.
The lingering force of Lin Xuan's attack had yet to fade when black, red, and silver Blade Waves, now infused with crimson supreme-yang intent, erupted once more.
"Boom!"
Explosions rang out without end.