The Purple Cloud Holy Land itself is known to be a treasured land.
It seems quite difficult to deplete all its power in a short time.
The power of the dragon's head lasted for a long time, and someone inside the immortal ship seemed to grow impatient.
A heavy, cold snort resounded.
Although it was just a snort, the sound was like thunder, piercing through layers of void.
Soon after, a Heaven-covering Great Palm extended from the immortal ship.
This great palm condensed and absorbed a vast sea of spiritual energy, then shattered through the void, slamming heavily onto the protective shield of the Purple Cloud Holy Land.
With a "boom,"
the entire protective shield trembled violently, with "crackling" sounds continuously echoing.
Cracks kept appearing on the protective shield, followed by a "bang."
The protective shield completely shattered.
"A Holy King level existence," Bright Mirror Great Saint remarked, his gaze intense with a tinge of gravity.
