The power of this hammer strike was terrifying to the extreme, as if it would pierce through the entire cosmic starry sky. Many living creatures of various races, unable to dodge in time, were instantly reduced to a mist of blood upon being grazed by the hammer's wind!
In the face of this sudden, unparalleled dominant strike, Chu Zheng's expression slightly tensed, yet showed no trace of panic.
The Dharma Phase, standing tall like the heavens, merely raised another gigantic hand seemingly condensed from nebulae. The motion seemed slow, yet was faster than wind and lightning, gently brushing towards the terrifying bone hammer crashing down.
The motion was gentle, to the colossal Dharma Phase, it was akin to brushing away a speck of dust from one's sleeve.
Clang—
The sound of metal clashing was deafening, instantly overshadowing all the clamor on the battlefield.
