Slap

In that moment, the true depth of Cain's power became apparent to all present. This was not merely the strength of a cultivator, but the wrath of a force of nature given form.

Cain's hand moved at sheer light speed, the roar of thunder booming as a lightning palm light shot towards Bai Yuehan's face. 

The pressure made everyone but Ling Shengyue lose their breath. Ling Shengyue, specifically, was protected from Cain's skillful manipulation of the energy.

Bai Yuehan, facing the pressure directly, desperately roared to the heavens. Bursts of crystalline ice began to grow on his face at sheer light speed, his Ice Dao Laws forcefully surging at his greatest will. It was a last-ditch effort, a frantic attempt to defend against the unstoppable force that was Cain's attack.

'Pa!'

But a clear slap noise still echoed out across the entire realm, a sound that seemed to reverberate through the very fabric of reality.