Seeing this scene, the Dragon Elephant, who had been indifferent and silent, suddenly turned his gaze.
In his eyes, Meng Chuan had also changed.
In this world, there was only this chaos-like color, but unfortunately, the background was not pure white.
A dark torrent surged, but its foundation was weak and lacked the support of true jiang.
For the first time, the Dragon Elephant's expression changed, and in an instant, he laughed and urged his true jiang, the clouds trembling from the shock.
A giant elephant reappeared for a moment, facing the chaotic-colored fist intention.
With Meng Chuan's strike [Five Aggregates Disordered Fist], it was firmly resisted and couldn't land.
It was like a freeze-frame moment, his whole body stuck mid-air.
Unable to move forward or retreat, his fist couldn't be pulled back, his legs trembling, threatening to fail to maintain on the Cloud-Ascending Ladder and fall at any moment.
