The rumbling slowly came to a stop right after the blue barrier fully materialized around the battleground.
The spectators finally relaxed once their own safety was assured but Dai Zhi was so embarrassed that he could only hatefully glare at the arena where the ground itself was covered in fire, lava, and lightning while the sky was almost frozen in place with great Ice Blade hovering in the center.
Seven mind palaces had fired in unison and they could do so one more time before dissipating. Stasa was hovering above the great ice blade at the height of almost 200 meters. He peered down at his handy work like an angry god ready to unleash his fury.
His rational mind told him that nothing could survive that. Not even a profound Realm cultivator could remain standing after taking such an attack head-on but somehow, deep down he knew that wasn't the case.