Leveraging the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword, Yang Pan pointed its tip forward, releasing a brilliant sword radiance.
A single strike seemed capable of cleaving heaven and earth!
Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao activated the power of the Supreme Bone.
A blazing, radiant divine splendor burst forth from his chest, as if a divine tribulation from heaven had descended for baptism.
As the two extreme techniques collided, wind and thunder roared, and heaven and earth trembled, a vast ripple of mana swept across the land.
Were it not for the Panwu Divine Lord using space to constrain this shockwave, the young celestial prides around would have surely been either dead or injured.
Amidst such terrifying collision.
Yang Pan, like a bird with broken wings, fell from the high heavens, his blood staining the battle armor on his chest red.
Even with the protection of the Celestial Radiance Horn Divine Armor, he could not withstand that shockwave.
