At this moment, not a single rock remained in the pile of rubble. All that was left was a thick layer of stone dust covering the ground. The massive boulders from before seemed to have been reduced entirely to powder by the energy ripples contained within the Soul Handprint.
"Th-this... was this caused by the palm seal Xiao Yao used?" Sha Tie, poking his head out from a hillside, stared blankly at the drastically altered pile of rubble. He could not help swallowing as he muttered to himself.
Beside him, Yun Can and the other four nodded stiffly. Their gazes swept toward the lean, black-robed young man in the field, and they could not help thinking that it was fortunate he had not joined the battle back then. Otherwise, could they really have endured such power? At that thought, cold sweat broke out all over them. They looked at Xiao Yao as though he were a monster.
"Is this guy really only a Dou Ling? That cyan palm seal he used did not seem to contain even a trace of Dou Qi, yet its destructive power was enough to rival an attack from a Dou Wang expert..." Sha Tie said with a bitter smile as he recovered from his shock.
Hearing this, Yun Can and the other four nodded in deep agreement.
"Right, where's Luo Hou? Could it be..."
A voice suddenly rang out from the hillside, and all eyes immediately turned toward the center of the rubble-strewn area, which was still shrouded in a thin layer of white mist.
As everyone shifted their attention, the white mist in that area gradually dispersed. Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, Luo Hou's figure slowly emerged.
Luo Hou was practically sitting flat on the ground, his usually cold face now frozen stiff.
However,