Qin Buhui spread his fingers, raised his hand high above his head, then brought it down with a sudden press.
BOOM!!!
The sky truly collapsed!
It was no metaphor. No illusion!
Before countless eyes widened in utter horror, the entire sky seemed to come crashing down!
Clouds rolled backward, the sun and moon lost their light, and the laws of nature wailed!
A hand too vast to describe reached from the depths of that collapsing sky, covering the entire arena and blotting out the ancient blue heavens!
Its five fingers stood out clearly. The lines of its palm resembled mountains, rivers, and seas, flowing with the aura of Chaos at its birth, while the light of Annihilation curled around its fingertips.
It descended slowly, seemingly without haste, yet it carried an irresistible Grand Trend of absolute domination!
Space collapsed layer by layer beneath the hand, cracking and shattering like a mirror.
Even time seemed to slow. The Grand Trend had already fallen ahead of the palm, locking down the entire stage.
Only the hand still moved between heaven and earth, bearing the weight of a collapsing sky and the might of World Annihilation!
"No... impossible!!!"
The arrogant grin vanished from Ling Jiuxiao's face, replaced by boundless terror!
An attack this powerful...
Could it truly have come from a mere True Immortal?
Under the enormous palm, he felt as small as dust, as lowly as an ant!
The North King Bloodline, his protective treasures, his pride as a direct descendant of an Immortal King—before this power, they all seemed laughable, unable to withstand a single blow!
He wanted to move, to flee, to withdraw!
But his body, even his soul, was pinned down by that vast, endless Grand Trend!!
Forget fighting back—he could not move half a step!!
He could only