"No matter! Since you're here, let's see it through to the end. Begin!" Yan Wutian waved his hand dismissively, speaking with indifference.
As he spoke, he took a deep breath. The red blood aura around him suddenly erupted, making his massive frame swell, and a domineering aura spread outwards.
—This was his unique "Mountain Crumble" Realm!
Countless earthy-yellow Spiritual Power gathered into a massive mountain phantom, covered with cracks as if it might collapse at any moment. With a world-destroying power, it completely enveloped Zhou Qing.
Within the Realm, there were no complex warped Laws, only pure power crushing down.
The mountain phantom continued to compress the space, and each tremor made Zhou Qing's Divine Soul feel immense pressure, as if it might be ground to dust.
This was exactly Yan Wutian's combat style—simple, direct, overbearing, like the blood-red long blade in his hand, emphasizing force to break all techniques.
