On Spirit Illumination Mountain, dust and smoke billowed into the sky, as one peak after another collapsed and crumbled.
The scattered blood qi, like a dam-bursting flood, assaulted everyone's nerves.
A group of Imperial Spirit Palace disciples looked up with disbelief, as the scene just now, branded into their marrow like a hot iron, brought them sourness and pain, making them unable to believe what they saw.
Could it be true that the Palace Master of the Imperial Spirit Palace, under the bright sky of Qiankun, was publicly slapped by the Master of Dark Prison and sent sprawling a hundred miles away, destroying mountain after mountain?
"Damn, this is madness... true madness, a complete falling out, a fight to the death."
"He really slapped Ye Miaoxian? If Ye Shen were here, this would not end well."
"The Master of Dark Prison is too domineering. He hit Ye Miaoxian? It's the face of the Imperial Spirit Palace he's striking, this won't be easy to resolve."