A Yin Lord (2)

At this point, Wu Zhang was done playing, he really wanted to end the life of Xiao Ming. Unlike Zi Ling who was still being rational and withheld quite a portion of his true power, he let all loose this time around.

PLOP!

There was a pin drop silence for as brief as a split second but right after that torrents of palms rushed down from the skies like missiles.

"Could this be the true power of the Mortal Soul Realm?" Xiao Ming found himself in a daze.

He was struck with great awe as he closed his eyes trying to forcibly overdraw strength once again from his sacred meridians but he failed woefully this time.

He heaved a mouthful of blood but unluckily for him, a palm came straight from behind him and forcibly suppressed him to his knees without a chance to reject.

Similarly, Zhou Mei and Xi Muyao witnessed similar reactions and were slammed to their knees against their wish.