One punch.
Without even using Dou Qi, with nothing more than a single punch, Gu Yao—the revered one of the Four Commanders—was sent flying a thousand zhang away, crashing viciously into the wall.
Crack, crack!
The ancient, heavy wall groaned continuously as countless cracks spread across it before it finally collapsed with a thunderous roar.
The moment Gu Yao emerged, he dropped uncontrollably to his knees. His entire body convulsed violently, countless bloody tears splitting across his skin to reveal jagged broken bones beneath.
"Aah!!!"
His face was twisted in agony as he stared in disbelief at his arm, limp and flattened like a hemp rope. The searing pain had penetrated deep into his marrow.
Yet even harder for him to accept than the damage to his body was the terror in his heart.
Outside the battlefield, not only Tong Xuan, but nearly half the people on the viewing platform had abruptly risen to their feet, their faces filled with horror and bewilderment.
Gu Yao had been suppressed in a single strike. The sight was even more shocking than when Xiao Yan had shattered the Star Disk, like an ant overturning an ancient tree that held up the heavens.
"Was that... a Dou Skill?"
Huo Zhi stared blankly at the scene before her, and a rare trace of dullness appeared in her beautiful eyes.
As one of the symbols of the Ancient Clan, the Imperial Seal Art was only a high-level Earth Tier technique. Yet when paired with the Bloodline Power of Ancient Clan cultivators, it could unleash effects several times more terrifying than when used alone.
For that reason, this kind of broad, forceful Seal Technique Dou Skill had become one of the most effective moves in battles between opponents of the same rank. Across the Eight Clans, only