Qin He stood atop the mountain peak, slightly calming the turbulent aura within him.
That Buddha's Palm had nearly drained all his strength. His mana rumbled, layered with boundless Power of Merit.
After several months of seclusion, he had reached the Great Perfection of the Wheel Sea Realm, half a step into the Dao Palace.
Qin He's strength had become even more unfathomable.
Had this strike landed on the Nether Bear, it could have severely wounded it outright.
But although Zhu Ganglie looked utterly miserable after taking it, its aura and fluctuations had clearly not reached the point of severe injury.
At the level of a Lord of Supernatural Phenomena, no matter how miserable one looked, as long as one had not been annihilated and one's aura remained powerful, mere dismemberment did not count as a grievous wound.
Sure enough, Zhu Ganglie roared furiously, its shattered body rapidly reassembling.
Without another word, Qin He pointed with his hand. A spark of Tricolor Flames shot straight at Zhu Ganglie like a meteor.
Bang!
A huge mass of Tricolor Flames soared into the air and rapidly spread toward Zhu Ganglie, swallowing it in an instant.
Rumble!
That was not the end. Qin He beckoned, and the black sword flew into his hand. In the next instant, a purple heavenly palace suddenly appeared above the firmament, bathed in endless purple lightning as it slowly descended from the clouds.
One breath later, a gigantic illusory thunderbird burst from the heavenly palace, shrieking as it descended from the sky. It became ever more solid, ever more like a living thunderbird.
This was the phenomenon manifested after Purple Cloud Divine Thunder had Attained Perfection.
In the Western Regions, countless cultivators watching the battlefield through the Sky-Observing Array Pattern were utterly shaken.
It was not that the