94 Yin Yang Illusory Realm

BOOM!

Feng Lin's palm imprint became a whip as he lashed out ruthlessly. It was like he was the controller of this universe, sitting atop his lofty throne in the air as he wielded a divine whip, smacking those deities in heaven down to earth.

Tai!

After one move, Feng Lin's gesture changed. Both his palms executed the Sky Flipping Imprint and smashed down ruthlessly. It was akin to the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar in the legends crumbling with a loud rumble, destroying the human world.

Bzz!

His palm imprint changed again as his fingers extended outward. One of his hands was Yang, the other was Yin; one was the sun, the other the moon. His hands switched over, giving rise to a myriad of transformations.

Ang!

His hands were like mountains. He lifted them high as his moves changed again. He was akin to a lofty and majestic mountain, immovable…