There was no enormous rumble.
The opponent's palms, which could shatter a super empire, stopped in mid-air.
No matter how forceful the opponent was, his palms couldn't fall.
Everyone watched the scene in shock.
The terror of the Innate Demon God powerhouse just now was seen by everyone; now, in front of Yang Xiaotian, it couldn't even create a ripple.
Immediately, Yang Xiaotian lifted his hands toward the sky.
Suddenly, the Innate Demon God powerhouse, standing like a giant personified, rolled over and was hurled to the edge of the sky.
The earth trembled.
Dust rolled across the horizon.
With one stride, Yang Xiaotian was already above his opponent.
At this moment, the toppled Innate Demon God powerhouse suddenly dissipated, transforming into a storm of endless Aura of the Demon God.
The storm raged continuously, like an apocalypse, tearing apart all living beings nearby.
Everything was annihilated under its ravaging.
And the center of the storm was Yang Xiaotian.
