In the land of the Five Elements Sect, the sky was blotted out by a giant palm. The people of the Hun Clan stared up at it, every one of them using their full strength to build a defensive barrier above their heads.
"Rumble!"
And at the very instant they finished constructing it, above the sky, the giant palm that blotted out the heavens finally descended.
It was not swift as lightning, nor fast as thunder. Its fall was slow and heavy, as if the entire firmament were collapsing at this moment, as if the weight of all the world had gathered within this one palm.
It was a terror that surpassed speed, surpassed power itself.
It was like the crushing pressure of law, the judgment of heaven and earth.
Where the giant palm passed, space shattered layer by layer like fragile glass.
It did not crack; it collapsed into the most primitive void, not even fragments left behind.
Behind the path of that collapse were black ravines shocking to the eye, like wounds torn open in heaven and earth, unable to heal for a long, long time.
Even the sky-shrouding black flames laid down by Nihility Devouring Flame were like remnant snow meeting the blazing sun before this giant palm, melting and retreating soundlessly, not daring to hinder it in the slightest.
"Block it with everything you have!" Nihility Devouring Flame's voice suddenly exploded beside the ears of the Hun Clan members.
At that moment, there was no longer any of his earlier composure or arrogance in that voice. In its place was a near-mad hysteria.
At that moment, from the power contained within that giant palm, he clearly sensed that it had already surpassed the category of what he understood.
That was not power a Mid-Stage Nine-Star Dou