Murong Wudi unveiled his true prowess, the mighty gravitational field increasing in strength yet again.
Due to the increased strength of the Gravitational Field, Su Mo, hurtling upwards, froze for a moment as his speed was greatly reduced.
Similarly, the strength of his powerful sword attack was vastly weakened, carrying only half of its original power.
"Mountainous Fist!"
Murong Wudi punched once again. His black gauntlet shone brightly when he raised his fist, and the Vital Spirit circling around him came together to form a mountain, instantly integrating itself with his fist force.
The punch was like a mountain crushing down, its fist force also carried the weight of a mountain, instantly sucking the air out of the area for miles, turning it into a vacuum zone.
Only an intense fist radiance and an incredibly sharp sword Qi remained in the void.
Boom!