The Monk (3)

"What?"

Li Mingwu looked up, his eyes shaking as he came to a harsh realization of the truth. This was when the brownish pillar of surging energy that stretched from the monk's hand to the sky was coming down like a gigantic sword about to split the ground.

He wanted to back away.

As if that would help. He looked back and saw the barren land that used to be a thick forest. Where the hell could he run to that the pillar of energy wouldn't reach?

It looked like the monk was ready to destroy the entire gate. With that attack, he doubted if anything was bound to survive. The surrounding and the atmosphere were already chaotic as it is. The skies had darkened and the wind was howling strongly as if informing him of the impending danger.

What was he to do in this situation? Li Mingwu's mind raced, searching for a way to counter the monk's devastating assault.