The gigantic palm shadow descended like a mountain pressing down; Wan Jianchen, Jiang Bu'er, and the others felt an immense pressure and force suddenly fall upon them, making it unbearable. Even their feet struggled to move.
They looked, terrified, at the huge palm shadow above as it crashed down, making them feel as if they were doomed forever.
A wave of tragic cries erupted halfway up the mountain, echoing throughout the valley, startling the night birds.
After the gigantic palm shadow fell, the air suddenly shook, and amidst the immense power and oppressive aura, Wan Jianchen, Jiang Bu'er, and others were almost instantly knocked down onto the rocks.
Once the shocking force storm dissipated, Wan Jianchen and Jiang Bu'er lay on the rocks, bleeding from all seven orifices and dead. Even in death, their eyes were wide open, seemingly filled with endless horror.
