The shadow of Yama became solid in an instant, like the ancestor of the Yama clan, crossing over from distant time and space. A strange mark appeared on his forehead, like a deep starry sky, or like an endless black hole, swallowing everything.

"boom."

The space was violently distorted and then shattered, and all kinds of strange energy within thousands of miles gathered crazily and were swept away.

At the same time, the earth cracked open, and countless earth, rocks and bones flew up, and were crushed into ashes by the destructive force.

It took a long time for this destructive force to subside, and the outer areas of the Burial Mountains were already completely destroyed.

Yan Wushen is still standing on the top of the mountain, and under his protection, the mountain has been fortunately preserved.

The Blood Demon and Yan Liren have long since disappeared.

Yan Wushen locked the direction in which Qiu Yichi was escaping and was about to start chasing him. He suddenly sensed something and stopped. A strange color suddenly appeared in his eyes as he looked towards the distant horizon.

"Prajna? I didn't expect that this upstart in the Temple of Destiny would be so bold."

Yan Wushen whispered, then moved and chased in the direction where he sensed it.
Chapter completed!