Disperse

In the blink of an eye, the entire palm imprint completely collapsed.

Chu Ming's palm imprint, however, did not budge in the slightest.

Not only did it remain utterly still, it continued advancing.

It pressed down toward Yan Qiong.

Yan Qiong's expression changed drastically.

The flames around him surged wildly as he instantly set up three layers of fiery barriers before himself.

Those barriers were semi-transparent, their surfaces flowing with densely packed Heaven-Burning runes. Each layer was as solid as red-hot glazed crystal.

But it was useless.

When the palm imprint fell, the first barrier shattered like paper.

Bang!

The second barrier shattered as well.

Bang!

The third barrier still shattered.

The palm imprint continued downward, striking Yan Qiong squarely.

Pfft!

Yan Qiong spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted flying backward.

He flew with astonishing speed, like a cannonball launched from a catapult.

Boom!

His back slammed into the council stone.

That massive boulder, three zhang tall, exploded in an instant.

Shattered rocks sprayed everywhere. Some struck the ground, smashing out deep pits; others flew toward the edge of the cliff and fell into the void below. Yan Qiong continued flying backward.

Boom!

He smashed through the first rock wall.

That wall was three zhang thick, yet he blasted a complete human-shaped hole through it.

Boom!

The second rock wall.

Boom!

The third rock wall.

All three rock walls were smashed apart.

Rubble rolled down, and dust filled the air.

Yan Qiong finally came to a stop.

He struggled to his feet from the pile of rubble, covered in blood.

Some of it was his own; some was dust from the rock walls, stained red upon him.

His clothes were in tatters, exposing crisscrossing wounds beneath.

Some of those wounds were deep enough to reveal bone, flesh