Suddenly, a tremendous crash echoed from the distance.
The crowd followed the sound and saw a towering, cloud-piercing mountain in the distance collapsing.
HISS!
Everyone gasped in shock.
The break was incredibly smooth, as if it had been severed by a sharp weapon.
Connecting this to the duel that had just occurred, the crowd naturally understood what had happened.
That mountain was at least a kilometer away, yet it had been sliced apart with such ease. What terrifying power!
After their initial astonishment, a tingling numbness crept over their scalps.
The Martial Artists who had their backs to the mountain were especially drenched in cold sweat.
When Yang Qingtian and Young Master Moon had attacked, the pressure had been so immense that these Martial Artists couldn't even stand, which was why they had all escaped the fate of being cut in half.
But more people were thinking about someone else.
If even a mountain was treated this way, then Lin Hao's body...
