Boom! Space collapsed. The sun and moon vanished from sight, and the clouds overhead shuddered and scattered. A hundred zhang away, the sea surged into waves over ten zhang high. The verdant mountain inside the barrier collapsed in an instant.
Countless retreating cultivators and great demons were swept away by the violent force, their bodies broken and crushed.
Xu Yi felt as if a hammer big enough to shatter the heavens had struck his chest. He nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body shot skyward like withered grass whipped up by a gale.
He forced himself to hold on, turned in midair, and landed on his feet. Looking around, he saw that not a single person could stand upright like he could. The great demons across from them had all been swept into the sea, leaving countless chunks of flesh and scales behind.
"Quick, tend to your injuries! The sea demons have pulled back for now!"
Xu Yi's furious shout rang across the entire battlefield.
Putting himself in their place, he knew all too well how devastating the impact had been for the cultivators. Serious injuries were inevitable; it wouldn't be surprising if some had died.
At this critical moment, the most important thing was to regain their senses and recognize what needed to be done.
Xu Yi's shout roused who knew how many gravely wounded cultivators from their daze. Countless people hurriedly stuffed pills into their mouths.
A dozen or so breaths later, a storm rose over the sea once more. Dozens of small mountains appeared in an instant, hurtling toward the beach like the wind.
Xu Yi looked over. Tu Xingchen held a snow-white sword in his hand and stared fixedly at the demon horde, but said nothing, as though he had forgotten his