315 Spirit of Defiance

This single palm thrusting forward felt as if it would rend the world into chaos. Yan Zaizen, backed by twelve regalia acting as array flags, galvanized a vast spatial force. This force was like a torrential oceanic wave crashing down on all before it.

"This?!" Eshe felt her mind tremble and her body become unstable. At the moment, for everyone in the group, even flying became difficult. Regardless of who, they each took measures as their heavenly-infused true-essence erupted to achieve some semblance of stability.

However, as they felt the power further, disbelief started to cover their expressions. Even if they stabilized themselves, they weren't able to retreat or advance at will, as if they were isolated in a small, metal box in erratic motion.