Ke Yi's gaze sharpened. He raised both hands, and the air trembled before twisting into irregular lines that coiled together and formed a sphere. It grew larger and larger.
Countless people watched the scene. "That's sound. He's made sound visible to the naked eye."
"As expected of the E Meng Tribe, masters of sound-based battle techniques."
As the sphere formed from the converging sound waves grew larger, Lu Yin frowned. He had no habit of taking a beating without fighting back. He raised his palm. "Void Splitting Palm!" Space twisted, and then a visible wave of air formed a shock wave that blasted toward Ke Yi. No Extreme Realm cultivator could ignore an attack unleashed by Lu Yin with most of his strength unsealed. Back then, with most of his strength unsealed, Lu Yin had snapped Mu Rong's Herding Song and forced Mu Rong to admit defeat. A month ago, two attacks from Lu Yin had forced Ling Que and Mu Rong to retreat.
At that moment, Lu Yin's strength was monstrously powerful. Whether in the Extreme Realm or the Exploration Realm, nobody could ignore his attacks—not even experts on the Top 100 Battle Ranking.
Ke Yi heard the words and was shaken by Lu Yin's strength. He hurled the sphere of gathered sound toward him, colliding with Lu Yin's Void Splitting Palm.
In an instant, the void expanded, then turned into countless scattered spatial rifts, like black raindrops. Bei Mengang and the others trembled at the sight.
Without waiting for the shock waves to subside, Lu Yin used Void Flash to appear beside Ke Yi and swept out with a kick. Ke Yi's eyelids twitched. He didn't dare let Lu Yin hit him and hurriedly dodged, but the gust of wind still sent him flying back a hundred