Yan Wuji had nowhere to run. Gritting his teeth, he could only raise his palms to meet the blow head-on.
"BOOM—!!!"
Two Grandmaster Level forces collided violently.
A terrifying shockwave, like a physical tsunami, erupted outwards in all directions.
Within a radius of several hundred zhang, every ancient tree was uprooted the moment it touched the shockwave, only to be ground to dust in mid-air by the aftershocks.
The ground was scoured several feet deep, revealing the bare rock beneath. The rock was covered in a web of fissures so deep they seemed bottomless.
A distant hill was caught in the aftershocks, causing rocks to crumble and sending a plume of dust into the sky.
Yan Wuji grunted, stumbling back dozens of zhang. Each step left a deep imprint on the ground.
He steadied himself, a trickle of blood escaping the corner of his mouth.
His hasty defense had caused him to suffer a small loss in the exchange.
'Already a Fourth-Layer Grandmaster.'
