That even more powerful infrasound wave, seemingly from the abyssal depths of hell, rushed at Zhang Yue like a thoroughly infuriated ancient ferocious beast, carrying with it a majestic momentum capable of destroying heaven and earth. Zhang Yue was instantly and tightly enveloped by this terrifying force, as if trapped in an invisible and indestructible giant net. He only felt the world spin before his eyes, as if the entire world were distorted and deformed under the ravages of this power, and a suffocating sense of despair surged into his heart like a tidal wave.
At this life-or-death moment, a resolute courage welled up from the bottom of Zhang Yue's heart. He tried with all his might to deploy his cultivation technique once again to resist. However, at this moment, facing this power that was powerful to the point of despair, he was like a mayfly attempting to shake a towering tree, and all his efforts appeared so puny and powerless. Those infrasound waves, like countless invisible sharp blades, ruthlessly sliced through his body, every wave feeling as though it would tear his very soul apart. Blood uncontrollably overflowed from the corners of his mouth and eye sockets, dyeing his clothes bright red, yet within his gaze burned an unyielding flame—a yearning for life and a steadfast belief in saving his companions.
"Could it be that I am truly going to fall short at the final hurdle and waste all my previous efforts?" A trace of unwillingness flashed through Zhang Yue's …
Chapter 270