Mo Yang had not even regained his senses before being sent flying by that terrifying shockwave. Although Xu Qing and the others were at some distance, they were also caught in the aftermath, all of them knocked backward and crashing heavily to the ground tens of meters away.
The space was now shaking violently. The scattered skeletal remains on the ground were being pulverized into dust, while others were swept into the air by the turbulent currents. The scene resembled a hellscape, with remains constantly falling from the sky as the shockwaves roiled. It was a terrifying sight.
After Mo Yang stood up, a lingering sense of fear gripped him. Everything that had just happened left him bewildered; the sudden appearance of that stone stele had shattered the terrifying array, even erasing a portion of the Dao Patterns. The aura it emitted was soul-stirring, as if a Great Emperor had personally intervened.
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