Shen Luo once again stimulated the Wind and Thunder Spirit Patterns within his arms, conjuring gusts of azure winds out of thin air, which rapidly expanded into a hurricane column several dozen meters tall, emitting a loud whistling sound.
The hurricane column was fierce, causing heaven and earth to seemingly change colors, blowing the Mid Air White Mist scattering in all directions.
Upon seeing this, Yan Lie's expression darkened instantly. His right hand formed a seal and grasped, causing a gigantic hand palm, roughly the size of an acre, to suddenly descend from amidst the Mid Air White Mist, grabbing towards the top of Shen Luo's head.
Golden Lightning struck it from the sky, causing slight tremors on the surface of the giant palm, though it did not collapse but continued to fall.