C155 At the End of the Day

Loong Zui steadied himself and stood with a complexion ashen as steel.

He could feel it—an invisible force shrouding the area, trapping Qin Sisi and the others. Loong Zui had expended nearly half his strength in that palm strike, believing he could easily break through the confining energy. To his dismay, the force rebounded, as though he had struck himself, sending him flying backward