Saint Qing stared fixedly at Lu Yin, his Eight Pupils spinning wildly. He vaguely heard those eight words again. When the words "dust annihilation" were finished, Lu Yin once again felt a chill beneath the Eight Pupils and instinctively retreated. Then, sword after sword of Dao Sword pierced through Saint Qing's body.
Unfortunately, the moment the Dao Swords touched it, they all shrank, split apart, and underwent Zhua Hua.
Zhua Hua's innate ability was difficult to injure once it was prepared.
Saint Qing's body was connected by threads of blood. A low growl rumbled from his throat as the Qiankun Great Turnover Sea continued to surge.
"I can't hold on any longer." Ming Yan's voice came from nearby. Her consciousness could not forcibly support five powerhouses against the Qiankun Great Turnover Sea.
Facing Saint Qing's Qiankun Qi, the five powerhouses could only block it at their peak. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to hold out, let alone with only Ming Yan's consciousness supporting them.
Lu Yin suppressed the Karma Heavenly Path and coordinated with Ming Yan.
Vast karma blasted outward from within, striking the Qiankun Great Turnover Sea.
Lu Yin looked at Saint Qing again. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and threw a punch. "Take another look at this."
Starry Sky Fist.
Civilization as Stars.
The entire universe retreated.
Saint Qing stared at that punch, as if he saw the entire universe striking him.
During the Realm War, he had seen and heard some things. He had thought some of them were legends, yet they were real.
Starry Sky Fist could destroy a Fishing Civilization with one punch.
That was something only a Master had ever accomplished, yet that trash from the Nine Heavens had done it.
From then on, Starry Sky Fist had hung high