Zhang Yi stood between Sikong Xing and Qi Tian, facing their pincer attack without moving an inch.
Yet when Sikong Xing's fist struck Zhang Yi, it felt like raging waves crashing against the shore. An even more violent force rebounded from Zhang Yi's body.
Sikong Xing could not withstand that force at all. He had no choice but to retreat while using the momentum of the tides to continuously disperse that fierce power.
Only after retreating more than ten steps did he finally neutralize it.
Qi Tian's sensation, however, was completely different.
His fist force, combining hardness and softness, struck Zhang Yi's body, yet he felt as though all his power had landed in empty air.
Neither the force of pure yang nor the force of extreme yin had any effect whatsoever.
At the very moment Qi Tian froze in surprise, a chaotic force that shifted unpredictably between yin and yang surged toward him.
Qi Tian was greatly alarmed and hurriedly used the power of yin and yang to dissolve it.
But that force was far too chaotic for Qi Tian to grasp. In the end, he was blasted more than ten steps away.
"Again! Use your strongest attacks!"
Zhang Yi gestured to the two of them.
Without another word, Sikong Xing and Qi Tian attacked once more.
Having cultivated to the Divine Command Realm, they were both geniuses of the highest caliber in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.
Martial Dao had appeared only a few years ago, and Sikong Xing had already comprehended fist momentum ahead of others. His talent was truly extraordinary.
And now, they could not even force Zhang Yi to make a move...
Neither of them could accept it.
The two currents of yin and yang curled around Qi Tian's fist.
Wherever that fist passed, the Laws