Zhang's Ruins barely blocked the Buddha's Hand ahead, but the Buddha's Hand showed no sign of delay, merely tilting the arm slightly, and the palm directly reached for the Canlong Realm...
At the same time.
Duanhai Cliff.
The Six Root Magic Staff had already been pushed to an extremely distant place by the vortex.
The numerous wall fragments at the edge continuously accelerated their collapse...
Fanming's wings struggled, sharp claws barely clawed out from the vortex, striving with all their might!
The entire vortex and Duanhai Cliff were about to reach a critical point at this moment.
The broken wall fragments swirled in the void, Wang Ba, who was closest to the vortex, felt the commotion ahead of the Four Great Realms, sensing the changes at Duanhai Cliff, and finally a hint of rare ruthlessness flashed in his eyes!
At this moment, there was no room for any finesse left, only a fight to the death.
