Wu Gang stood on the arena with a face full of blood and dirt, shouting furiously and madly, "Zhang Bin, I just don't believe it, I can't defeat you! Mountain, come..."
His right hand suddenly gestured.
A magical event unfolded.
Outside Baitiane City, a mountain peak suddenly broke off and flew over, carrying a terrifying momentum that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, darkening the sky, and fiercely smashing towards the arena.
Even he himself was engulfed by this mountain.
"Oh..."
The sound was chilling, filled with murderous intent.
The momentum was truly earth-shattering, rendering people aghast.
"My god, Wu Gang has cultivated Earth-type Taoism to such a level. He can actually control a mountain? How is this possible?"
"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable; how did Wu Gang cultivate to this extent?"
"In legends, the Witch Clan could move mountains and fill seas, pluck stars and seize the moon, and it turns out to be true."
"..."
