That terrifying restraining force acted on Fang Liang's body, but it had no negative effect whatsoever on the hundreds of souls within the Yin mist.
The Yin Souls, completely unaffected, charged toward the giant palm that was still slowly advancing.
Soul after soul surged forward at high speed. Their attacks fell upon the giant palm, which had already expanded to more than a dozen zhang in size, like raging wind and torrential rain. The giant palm, advancing slowly, immediately became noticeably slower.
Although the hundreds of Integration stage and Spirit Severing realm souls lacked intelligence, and their attacking methods were difficult to compare with those of Spirit Severing and Integration stage cultivators, surrounding the enormous palm without dodging naturally allowed them to unleash their full strength.
If it had been a cultivator facing the combined attacks of so many souls, he could naturally have used his secret arts to strike while dodging. But the giant palm had no means of evasion.
Seeing that the giant palm had been successfully entangled by the hundreds of souls, Fang Liang immediately felt relieved.
But just as a trace of delight rose in his heart, and he thought that with this method he could break the seemingly extraordinary attack of that Profound level existence, the giant palm, which had been crawling forward like a tortoise, suddenly erupted with dazzling fluorescent light. A terrifying buzz rang out from the giant palm.
The giant palm, which had been advancing slowly, suddenly trembled. Then, with a flash, it transformed into a gigantic sphere of light and shot toward the dense Yin mist.
The giant palm stood more than a dozen zhang tall. As it shot forward at high speed, the terrifying might it carried had already exceeded Fang Liang's expectations.
A cry of alarm suddenly rang out