Following the numerous strands of wild wind agglomerating around him, the white glow on the tip of Yun Shan’s finger grew increasingly eye-piercing. In its completed form, it was almost like a dazzling sun high up in the sky.
“Wind’s Peak: Killer Meteorite!”
At that instant, the air surrounding Yun Shan instantly solidified. His finger suddenly pointed at Xiao Yan. With a stern cry, the white glow emitted a bright flash and an extremely narrow ray of light explosively shot out.
The speed of the ray of light was so fast, that it was somewhat frightening. Wherever it passed, the air became disturbed and distorted. A dark, black trace stained the blue sky, appearing extremely eye-piercing.