His palm suddenly turned as black as ink, emanating a nauseating black mist from the center. Within the mist, countless ghastly faces seemed to lurk, emitting piercing howls.
The black mist surged towards Shi Feiyang, melting the snow on the ground wherever the palm wind reached. The melted snow and black mist mingled, leaving eerie black corrosive marks, with the evil force even eroding the earth.
The two engaged in a fierce duel of blade and palm, with the battle reaching an intense, fever-pitch stage.
The intertwining blade glow and palm shadows created a sea of light and shadow in the air, dazzling the onlookers.
Every clash of the blade and palm was accompanied by a forceful air current powerful enough to destroy everything.
