章 1821: The Core

Ye Futian raised his head. In the sky, a gigantic illusory figure slowly appeared in front of the domineering silhouette, which was enveloped by the golden Divine Light of Space. The two figures overlapped. The figure raised his arm, and instantly, the air in the heavens and earth rampaged.

Rumble.

The will of the fists burst forth. Endless auroras from the fists covered the sky. The entire sky was dazzling as punches from the spatial Divine Fists traversed the space and struck towards Ye Futian's body. Even before the attacks arrived, Ye Futian could sense an overwhelming pressure suppressing him.

Buzz. A golden gale swept past, and a pair of bright wings appeared above Ye Futian. The wings covered the sky and separated the space, blocking the punches from reaching Ye Futian. Rumbling sounds exploded as the fists that densely covered the sky were all impeded by the wings.