Xu Yi's face twisted with pain. His hands, clawed like a dragon's, suddenly spread apart, and a round mass of energy, half white and half red, intertwined like a Taiji symbol, shot from his palms.
The terrifying mass of energy had barely flown out when the clouds overhead scattered. For a hundred zhang in every direction, the wind surged like waves, making it nearly impossible to stay upright. Its dreadful power left everyone pale with shock.
With a thunderous boom, the terrifying mass of energy did not fly toward Brahma. Instead, it slammed straight into the protective array surrounding the two piles of spirit stones. The immense explosion shattered the array in an instant, and in the next moment, a rain of spirit stones began falling from the sky.
The shock had not yet faded from everyone's minds when another terrible blow struck.
Without waiting for anyone to call out, almost instinctively, everyone rushed toward the spirit stones shooting through the air.
In an instant, the scene descended into utter chaos. Roars and curses rang out without end, and then, the fighting began.
The spirit stones shot through the air like a mountain collapsing, easily shattering most people's reason. Those who had wagered heavily were even more like madmen, launching fierce and savage attacks. They paid no heed even to their comrades; wherever their attacks fell, killing intent soared to the heavens.
After that single strike, Xu Yi stood perfectly still, motionless and unshaken. His presence was so overwhelming that even Brahma and Jing Qianjian, who had been about to join the scramble, no longer dared to challenge him.
The fierce attack Xu Yi had just unleashed was simply too shocking, far beyond anything the two men could have imagined.
For an attack to form a mass of energy, it