Without spells, without combat, through impact alone, what sort of force could crush four Profound Gate practitioners in a single blow? The bronze body swooping down was displaying the answer before them.
The air wailed as it burst apart, and a raging surge capable of shattering bone and sinew was forced through the entire hall. Pei Ye could not even catch sight of that green shadow. When hundreds of millions of tons of bronze moved faster than the swordlight of [Newly-Hatched Corpse], it was disaster itself.
The three Play Masks stopped in their tracks at once. [Sima] rested his hand on his sword hilt, the aura of [Entering the Palace Gate] abruptly roused. Even from several yards away, Pei Ye could see the three bodies visibly tense.
Only Qu Zhu continued slowly forward.
He seemed to be walking through an intangible world just as Pei Ye was. The raging surge before him tore at his bound hair and black robe, and the green shadow blotting out the sky came crashing down upon him first, yet the man seemed unaware. He gazed at the still hauntingly beautiful Jade Pendant upon the distant dais and walked toward it, step by step.
An impact like a toppling mountain crashed down over his head, stirring up air currents dozens of yards high from the floor.
Then it froze in place.
Everything seemed to have been paused. Silvery-white lights, like swimming fish, appeared like patches of ringworm across the worm's body. Within it, the power of starlight accumulated since time immemorial collided and exploded at sixty-eight joints.
At that moment, the sacred colossus that had stood invincible and indestructible for thousands of years crumpled like folded paper. All of Lake Mountain wailed, the lake surged, and cliffs collapsed. Half the Star Worm's body ruptured and