The Devil Master and the Divine Emperor: An Epochal Battle Ends, and the Greatest Under Heaven Is Crowned!

Yin Fenghai's palm strike showed everyone, truly and unmistakably, what it meant to be an immortal.

In his palm, a hazy current of qi swirled into layer upon layer of cloud vortices. His palm descended without a sound, yet it drew together the air for dozens of miles around, forming a vast whirlpool centered on the mountaintop beneath his hand!

Whoosh, whoosh~

A fierce wind swept over everything. Sleeves whipped and fluttered as Huang Tian raised his head, his black hair thrashing like dragons and serpents.

He neither dodged nor retreated. Planted firmly atop the mountain, he merged his presence with the peak and the earth. Then he clenched his right hand with an explosive crack and drove his fist straight up at the descending palm!

Hum~

It was like two Divine Mountains colliding head-on. The instant fist met palm, all went still, as though even sound had been swallowed. Then a ferocious shock wave swept outward in every direction with the force to destroy heaven and earth!

Boom!

In the shock wave's wake, the tops of dozens of mountains were sheared off as if by a giant blade. Peaks broke and slid away, while countless boulders flew loose and tumbled into deep valleys and ravines with an unending rumble.

Dense forests fell in swaths, uprooted before the violent wind that followed shredded them into wood chips and sent them flying with innumerable stones.

Every pebble flew like the finest hidden weapon in the world. They buried themselves in rock, pierced straight through tree trunks, and filled the land on all sides with an endless whistle.

Even twenty miles away, waves of fierce wind and flying stones swept over the onlookers. Fortunately, quite a few of the martial artists there were grandmasters. They drew swords and sabers, cutting and hacking