The storm stirred by the fist abruptly halted when it struck Ye Qingzhou's chest; the fierce fist force vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, unable to stir even a ripple or wave.
Innate Qi!
Primordial Formless!
This is the most primal state of the Innate Five Greats, more primitive than chaos, where Yin and Yang have not separated, leaving nothingness.
And precisely because of the emptiness, it can embrace all 'Active Techniques'.
Even if Ouyang Lie's punch carried the force of a thousand, it couldn't harm Ye Qingzhou in the slightest; instead, it replenished the Heaven and Earth Furnace with a burst of energy for free.
Ouyang Lie's punch landed in vain, his spirit greatly shocked as a piercing pain shot through his wrist.
As the saying goes, "ten fingers connect to the heart," this punch left Ye Qingzhou unscathed, but his finger bones cracked, and if not for fearing losing face before so many people, he would have already been rolling on the ground clutching his hand.
