This scene shook heaven and earth.
An old man who looked as if he could barely walk was actually dragging the Demon Venerable's body forward with his bare hands.
No one could connect that frail, slender, hunched old man with Lin Heng, who was in his prime and crowned with the name of genius.
But they had to admit that it was definitely Lin Heng... only, it was him in his twilight years.
Generally speaking, when a person reached their twilight years, they should become weaker, even less able to bear burdens.
Yet at this moment, it had been completely reversed.
"Is that Lin Sizhu?"
"How did he become like this!"
"Maybe it's some kind of special secret art. His physical strength is far too powerful. To be able to drag the Demon Venerable along, his strength at the very least has to far surpass the Demon Venerable's!"
"Why do I feel like there's no pressure coming from Lin Sizhu?"
The sounds of discussion gradually spread. Many people raised their eyes and sensed that stretch of heaven and earth filled with demonic qi. Lin Heng's aura was so tiny it was almost impossible to detect.
If this were a head-on clash of power, there should not have been only the Demon Venerable's aura.
It was like a tug-of-war. When two sides' strength clashed, there would inevitably be a moment when everything pulled taut, but... there was none!
Lin Heng stood at the edge of the Sand Abyss, looking at that boundless, bottomless vortex, and suddenly flung with force.
Zhu Tian's thousand-zhang-long demon body twisted, like a rope that had been directly thrown in.
This strength was enough to startle gods and men!
Zhu Tian was directly tossed into the Sand Abyss and was instantly swallowed within.
Heaven and earth briefly