Half an hour later.
The Righteous Alliance Army reached the scene, cries of astonishment ringing out all along the way.
Judging by the fallen trees, everyone estimated that Lin Bai's single strike had covered an area at least a hundred kilometers across.
Although the trees at the outermost edge looked as though a gale had swept through them, with broken branches but not even toppled trunks, and an impact like that would merely feel like a strong wind against them and cause no harm, its sheer reach was enough to leave them stunned.
Moreover, the farther inward they went, the worse the damage became.
It was a horrifying sight.
This was unmistakably the hallmark of the Mahayana Realm. Even moving mountains and cleaving peaks amounted to no more than this.
No, even someone in the Mahayana Realm could not easily cause destruction on such a scale. Their mastery of power had reached perfection; they would not squander it the way Lin Bai had.
They preferred to confine their power to an area they could control. An attack like Lin Bai's looked frightening, but its actual damage was limited. The power was spread too thin.
Yet when they remembered that Lin Bai had been a thousand miles away and had caused all this destruction merely by casually shouting a single word, no one could find anything to say.
The Way of Laws was terrifying indeed.
Long Lin of the Beast Taming Hall had originally harbored the strongest objections to Lin Bai. Now he was meek and submissive, not daring even to breathe loudly. He had even begun congratulating himself on his decisive surrender back then.
People who played the pig to devour the tiger were the most hateful of all.
The Demon Race members of the Beast Taming Hall were especially