Qin Jishi had actually neutralized King Yama's attack so effortlessly?
Even tens of thousands of Flame Divine Beasts had failed to break through that enormous net.
Such a sight left everyone dumbfounded.
"Am I hallucinating? Even the restraint that tens of thousands of Divine Beasts couldn't break was dealt with so easily by Qin Jishi?"
"Quick, slap me. This doesn't feel real."
Slap!
The crisp, pleasant sound of a slap was so piercing that everyone heard it with perfect clarity.
When they looked over in stunned disbelief, one person was clutching his face, a distinct handprint stamped across it.
As for the other, he was lightly shaking his palm, and it was clear he, too, was feeling a sharp pang of pain.
Had he used too much force?
Fuck!
"You actually fucking hit me?"
Slap!
Almost the instant those words fell, another crisp slap rang out.
Fuck!
The disciple clutching his face shook out his palm, finally feeling a trace of balance in his heart.
One stone stirred a thousand waves!
Slap!
Slap!
Crisp slapping sounds rang out one after another, followed closely by a chorus of curses.
"Damn it, this really hurts. Looks like I'm not dreaming."
"Jishi Divine Son's strength has actually become this terrifying?"
"I simply can't figure out who could still have the ability to contend against him."
"..."
King Yama had unleashed an attack, binding every member of the Flying Bird Clan.
But what happened?
Qin Jishi had merely condensed a ball of crimson-white flames and dissolved it.
Tell them this!!
With such methods, how many people could stand shoulder to shoulder with him?
Perhaps there were some!
But!
Within the scope of their knowledge, they could not think of a single one.
At the same time!!
Caiyun and the others broke free from the