Ning Cheng sidestepped several feet and punched out powerfully.
Suddenly, dozens of twisted punch marks appeared within the black and white void crushing towards the Starry Sky Wheel, each mark seeming to individually tear a layer of space, stirring up terrifying Dao patterns.
The explosive sounds of Dao rhyme shattered the void formed by the black and white cymbals, mixing with the countless spatial Dao patterns unleashed by Ning Cheng's punch, creating a massive void vortex. Any nearby observer who ventured their Divine Sense too close to this recessed vortex would be swept away and vanish without a trace.
The violent Dao rhyme continued to spread, pushing back the already distant observers even further. Observing such ferocious attacks made most lose the desire for idle chatter, realizing that facing such formidable opponents in the battle for the Door of Creation left them irrelevant.
