Ten minutes later, the fatigue from cultivating the Great Power Realm had vanished, leaving Chen Cheng feeling revitalized. He casually raised a hand, and nearly imperceptible ripples disturbed the empty air before him.
The Qi Blood Power throughout his body suddenly surged. The ripples instantly intensified as a fierce wind howled around him, roaring like a tidal wave and carrying with it the immense, tyrannical force of the Power Dao.
As Chen Cheng waved his hand, that immense Power Dao suddenly converged on it. He then fiercely clawed at the empty air before him.
BOOM!
The air ten feet away was crushed, bursting apart with a tremendous explosive sound.
A single claw strike using the Great Power Realm far surpassed the might of a full-power strike using the Powerful Claw Stance. It was truly tyrannical.
However, the consumption was also enormous. Chen Cheng had used up nearly half of his Qi Blood Power; his face was slightly flushed, and his breathing grew ragged.
