With that shout, Song Yin swiftly reached the center of the enormous face, and simply reached out to grab it. The rolling clouds seemed as though they had a solid form, and he managed to seize them.
Bang!!
A massive white flame appeared in Song Yin's hand, and with that grab, it exploded at the center of the face, causing it to visibly contort in pain.
"Aaah!!"
The face's eyes twisted, its mouth opened wide, and it let out a painful howl.
"The pain is killing me!!"
He had caught it!
His Dharma Image had been substantively damaged!
Amidst the pain, Lord Yang's giant mouth took the opportunity to spit out, intending to blow Song Yin away with a blast of evil wind.
"Get lost!"
Song Yin's body shook, he stood firm against the evil wind, and once again reached out forcefully to grab forward.
Boom!
The white flame burst, and a mass of green vapor appeared beneath his five fingers, which he forcibly dissolved.