The mountain collapsed?
Harlan James raised his palm and struck; the fallen cliff instantly shattered, turning into a sky full of rubble.
A Golden Light Shield appeared around Harlan James's body. He shot straight into the sky, and wherever he passed, rock and stone crumbled. Seen from afar, it was like a streak of Golden Light shooting up from underground, mountains collapsing and earth cracking in its wake.
As a Middle Grade Great Land Immortal, two collapsing peaks naturally couldn't trap Harlan James.
In the blink of an eye, he broke through the fallen peaks and rushed toward the sky.
"Boom."
The last boulder was smashed to dust by the Golden Light. Harlan James's eyes lit up, but the scene before him made his pupils suddenly contract.
An Eight-Armed Arhat taller than those towering mountains, feet planted on the earth, head against the Heavenly Dome, was glaring furiously right at him, its thick arms brandishing radiant Magic Artifacts, crazily hammering down.
