Whether it was the five-colored light threads or the lightning serpents in the high sky, they were swept away by the black sound waves like a whirlwind and instantly vanished amidst the rumble.
With a loud shout, the giant man grabbed at the void downward with one hand.
Moments later, the overwhelming black waves gathered towards his palm, unexpectedly transforming into a black Kylin shadow that fiercely charged out.
Before the Kylin shadow really pounced down, a strange, cold wind rolled down first.
Wherever the cold wind passed, the air twisted and blurred, as if it could directly freeze the void.
Han Li's expression remained unchanged, as he simply pointed a finger upwards.
"Puchi!"
A cluster of silver flames shot out from his fingertip, and after a spiral, transformed into a gigantic Firebird Talisman that spewed upwards.
A scarlet pillar shot into the sky, instantly piercing the Kylin shadow, making a bowl-sized hole in its body.
