Chapter 27

Boom! The massive, mountain-like body of the Five-Colored Divine Ox had barely managed to lift itself halfway when it was ruthlessly slammed back into the ground by a colossal golden palm. In an instant, the earth suffered a devastating blow, trembling violently as if a subterranean earth dragon were thrashing in a mad struggle, shaking the very ground to its foundations. The surrounding trees snapped like fragile reeds, leaning haphazardly in every direction as withered yellow leaves fell in a torrent, swirling in the violent gale like a final, fatal dance of death. With a thunderous crash, the colossal body of the Five-Colored Divine Ox struck the ground, kicking up a billowing cloud of dust that blotted out the sun. Illuminated by the sunlight, it resembled the smoke of a battlefield, filled with a tragic and heroic aura that seemed to recount a thrilling and harrowing war. "What?" The Five-Colored Divine Ox widened its copper-bell-like eyes, filled with utter astonishment. That gaze was like the sudden appearance of an endless abyss, sweeping over a turbulent surge of raging waves churning deep within its heart. The force of this single palm strike was like an imposing, towering mountain crushing down, making it feel as though it were trapped in the desperate plight of a collapsing world, teetering on the verge of suffocation. The surrounding air seemed relentlessly crushed by this power, growing as heavy as lead and weighing oppressively down upon all things, as if int…