Qi Yun's figure appeared soundlessly upon the chaotic currents of air, not far ahead of them.
He still wore his deep blue monastic robes, his expression placid. With an indifferent gaze, he looked down upon the two Arhats, who were like cornered beasts.
There were no unnecessary words, no opening pleasantries.
He simply raised his right hand toward the two of them.
His five fingers spread open, and with a gentle squeeze into the void...
[Mastering All Skills]
BOOM—!!
The Furious Vajra phantom surrounding Vast Power Arhat shattered inch by inch, like a piece of glass struck by an invisible sledgehammer!
In an instant, he lost all connection to the Vajra Giant Power and the immense qi and blood that had made him famous.
