The power contained in Bai Yichen's palm is terrifying, a palm from the Mahayana Realm, enough to destroy a hill.
"Swish!"
Qin Yi moved, dazzling Purple Light swirling around his fist, punching out fiercely, the punch force surging, a large swell of palm wind roared out from his fist.
"Boom!"
The palm wind and the punch wind collided, exploding violently, the terrifying shock waves spreading around, shaking the ground within dozens of meters into a web of cracks.
Qin Yi didn't move a bit, standing as if rooted.
But Bai Yichen let out a muffled grunt, his entire being sliding dozens of meters across the ground, leaving two deep trenches, his right arm trembling, Qin Yi's punch was too terrifying, leaving half his body numb.
Bai Yichen raised his eyes, deep within them filled with shock.
Nearby, the elders had increasingly gaping mouths, faces full of disbelief.
