"Master Beiming?"
"Was this strike from him?"
Everyone around was somewhat shocked.
Their strengths were not weak, so they could naturally easily discern the terror of this strike. That kind of imposing presence, that heaven-sealing and earth-covering force, should almost never be possible from a cultivator at the Divine Realm level.
But the fact left them in a daze.
"Hmm?"
The face of the Soul-controlling Demon Monarch changed, his aura surging as he swung a palm fiercely.
The momentum of this palm strike was terrifying, further drawing in the dense Yin Qi between heaven and earth. Black wind howled around, and amidst this fierce momentum, it slammed hard into the sword-shaped cage.
Bang!
With a loud sound, the palm strike landed on the Sword Wall, only causing the wall to shake slightly. The ground erupted with endless soil, but it didn't break through.
"How is this possible?"
