C1027 Mei Ji Fell

They all felt it—the ominous power emanating from the black fist imprint Ye Chen had conjured in the sky. It was a force that sent shivers down their spines, carrying with it an overwhelming aura of destruction and devouring energy. Even the power contained within the pale purple flower unleashed by Mei Ji was utterly crushed by the might of this dark fist.

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