Ye Feng's right hand, as soon as he lifted it, held a fragment of shattered remains in his palm.
This fragment transformed from the Rongtian Fragment.
At this moment, the remains glowed blood-red.
The intense blood-colored hue was extremely rich.
It seemed to have been tainted by the strongest blood this world had ever seen, as if it were the bloodiest thing within this realm.
As soon as the remains appeared, they were fiercely gripped by Ye Feng. With the grasp, an indescribably tremendous pressure instantly filled the space.
In an instant.
The cultivation within Ye Feng surged, and he raised a fist to forcefully strike at the sword-shaped mountain ahead.
As soon as he struck, the immense power emanating from his fist began to pour out like a tidal force.
And thereafter, the fragmented bones from the mountain ahead began to collapse layer by layer.
In the end.
The sharpness on these bones began to withdraw.
