Boom!
Lu Yi's fist slammed into the ground, and shockwaves rippled out in all directions, tearing across the land like waves on a stormy sea.
But the woman from the Blue Whirlpool Sect was nowhere to be found.
Even with his divine sense spread wide, he caught nothing. No trace at all.
"It's over," he muttered, standing stiffly in place. "Another pointless chase—like scooping water with a bamboo basket."
His face twisted. Rage boiled up, and he roared at the empty sky. "Damn it! Why does it always end like this?!" His shout turned into a raw snarl, and he struck down again—this time with his heel.
Crack!
The stomp blasted his Immortal Origin Power into the earth in a torrent. The land split apart like shattered glass, rifts tearing for hundreds of thousands of miles.
Mountains of stone broke loose, hurled upward as if the world itself had been overturned. They hung in the air like dust in a storm, too slow to fall back down.
