A deep, thunderous rumble followed closely behind.
The giant palm crashed down with a bang!
Thousands of fiery red flashes, wrapped in sand and bricks, were flung into the air, splattering in all directions.
...
Meanwhile, the situation was escalating far beyond what the monks had anticipated.
Meng Chuan transformed into a twenty-meter giant, leaving everyone utterly astonished.
Seeing the impact about to hit them, the monks hurriedly scattered to dodge.
From a distance, they watched the central battlefield, but no one dared to intervene!
This was originally the training ground for the Shaolin prodigies.
With the elders absent and chaos on the battlefield, even the masters of the Three Limits couldn't find an opportunity to take action and could only wait.
In this massive warrior monastery, Meng Chuan ran riot alone!
The dust settled, and the monks saw the training ground looking as if it had undergone a magnitude-nine earthquake.
