At this moment, Xue An floated before the statue of the Vajra Lion's Roar, his expression stern as he watched the evil entities charging towards him. He suddenly raised his hand and struck down with a palm.
As Xue An moved, the Vajra statue behind him also slowly raised its hand and struck downwards.
Bang!
The giant palm, shining with dazzling golden light, descended upon the evil entities as if the heavens were collapsing.
As soon as they made contact, the black miasma evaporated instantly, and the giant palm, carrying supreme power, slowly pressed into the deep pit.
Wherever it passed, the black miasma was turned into nothingness.
But the black miasma seemed to be sentient, and upon sensing danger, it immediately retracted and condensed at the pit entrance, forming a thick defensive shield to stop the palm of the giant Vajra statue.
Bang!
With another loud noise, the giant palm solidly collided with the defensive formation formed of the black miasma.
