Although it has already been severely damaged and is something Ye Qingfeng cannot destroy, the immense pressure feels like a heavenly grindstone trying to crush him.
"Rise for me!"
Flames ignited in Ye Qingfeng's eyes as the Futu Sword was summoned, transforming into a colossal illusion, striking down and raising a monstrous tidal wave.
"What happened? How is there such a powerful fluctuation?" someone shouted desperately.
"Why hasn't the Panwu Land opened yet, it's too maddening!" The crowd grew increasingly anxious.
"Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, a surging airwave exploded violently, turning into overwhelming force, directly flinging Ye Qingfeng away. At this critical moment, Ye Qingfeng's Futu Sword fiercely struck down on the Array Eye, cleaving off a Spirit Stone.
"Mid Grade Spirit Stone!" An intense heat surged within Ye Qingfeng as he swiftly collected the Mid Grade Spirit Stone, now holding two.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
