C328 The Divine City

"'Very well, then go to hell!"

Tian Shi coldly spoke as he charged forward, tearing apart space as he slammed his palm down.

In the air, the white spiritual energy condensed into a giant palm and pressed down on the Cultivator of the Profound Sun Sect.

"Xuanyang Space Splitting!"

Yuwen Heng gave a loud shout, and his hands formed a seal. He released an endless amount of Spiritual Energy