"Well, since Supreme Mu Shu is willing to fight, then this Dao Master will accept the challenge. There's no need for everyone to move elsewhere, either. We'll have our battle up here, then continue discussing what comes next once it's over." I smiled.
The immortals either stared at the ceiling or prepared to get up and leave, but I raised a hand to signal that it wasn't necessary.
Fighting here was certainly inappropriate, but having all the immortals move elsewhere would be just as unsuitable. So I looked up at the enormous flat roof overhead, stretched out my hand, and then instantly clenched it into a fist. The entire roof was immediately squeezed into a ball no bigger than a palm!
This was the power of Reconstruction, and the ball was formed from the entire roof. Its mass was unimaginably immense. Once it lost my control, it crashed to the ground with a thunderous boom, smashing a small pit into the platform and exposing the sky above everyone.
The crowd of astonished orthodox and unorthodox immortals below stared at the ball, speechless. Clearly, they had never seen such a terrifying technique before. My Reconstruction had broadened their horizons.
The strength required to squeeze the roof into a ball made Mu Shu's eyes widen as well. Of course, this was not something only I could do. The Dao-soul power of immortals at the peak of Ascension was likewise formidable.
It was just that compressing it straight into a ball without even letting a speck of dust fall was simply divine skill.
"Who's first?" Under everyone's watchful eyes, I flew into the sky with my hands behind my back. Mu Shu clearly hesitated. Then he said coldly, "The unorthodox side chose someone first, so naturally the unorthodox side should go first. Although