In the ape's pupils, a cross-shaped divine pattern blossomed. All around, the exploded fragments of the big sun rose up, each transforming into weapons like knives, spears, swords, halberds, all carrying the purest Pure Yang power, overwhelming as they flew towards Qin Ming.
The void thundered explosively, the night fog shattered. Such a torrent of densely packed Pure Yang weapons poured down, making people's scalps tingle with fear. Anyone in the arena would be terrified.
Before the weapons even approached, the terrifying killing intent and the boiling Pure Yang power had already caused the ground to crack, the powerful force pressing down, making those at a distance feel as if they were suffocating.
Outside Qin Ming's body, a spiritual field appeared, blocking all the weapons, while he used Hunyuan Force to drive the "Earth Magnetic Scripture," boldly swinging his fist mark.
Between heaven and earth, it was as if thunder exploded, deafening.
