With a light, casual palm strike from Mad Lion, everyone personally experienced what the might of Harmony Dao truly was!
It was a power so overwhelming it drove Fusion Dao cultivators to despair, an authority no Fusion Dao cultivator could challenge.
Even the auras interconnected and interlocked through the Shared Breath, Connected Branches Dao Pattern had nearly been destroyed by that strike. Fortunately, Lu Ye was no longer what he had once been. The enormous gains from the Yellow Springs Great War Zone had allowed him to raise his Dao Power by more than forty in one go, and only then could he barely maintain it.
Had it been his previous one hundred sixty-seven Dao Power, Mad Lion's palm strike would have sent them all into the abyss.
Though the situation was perilous now, there might not be no hope...
The six figures tumbled through the air, coughing blood, yet under Lu Ye's efforts, they still maintained the basic framework of the formation. His divine sense surged wildly as he transmitted messages to everyone, while also channeling his strength to guide the others.
At the brink of life and death, Yan Zhixing and the others cooperated with all their might, constantly adjusting their positions.
The tidal wave of Dao Power rose again. Mad Lion's second strike had arrived, and this time, its might was undoubtedly even greater.
Compared to the last blow, this strike was three parts stronger.
The gathered Dao Power clearly formed into the shape of a palm. In the blink of an eye, it covered all light before them, then gently closed, seizing the six figures in its grasp.
Then it clenched viciously!
Mad Lion stood in the distance, holding the same pose as that great hand of Dao Power. His expression was relaxed, as though he