Rumble!
With a muffled boom like exploding thunder, he actually forced that giant palm back by sheer brute force.
Having landed a blow, Yang Yan didn't dare pause even for a heartbeat.
He let out another furious roar, and despite the backlash's agony, forcibly burned his Wish Power to drive a wisp of the Immortal Power lingering in his body out, hurling it toward the giant palm formed of Spiritual Power.
Pop!
With a crisp snap, the giant palm shuddered violently, then burst into radiant light, scattering into a skyful of multicolored rays before finally dissipating into nothing.
As for Yang Yan, he had already been badly injured; now, with the Immortal Power's backlash on top of it, his body staggered and he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.
However, at the instant he was about to topple, he lightly punched toward the ground, borrowing the rebound force to barely steady himself.
