"Ten Thousand Mountains Seal!"
Suddenly, the young man in the green shirt found a sliver of opportunity. He immediately performed the Hand Seals, and the floating emerald mountain abruptly withdrew its light from Chen Qinggong and the other two elders, who simultaneously felt a sense of relief wash over them.
Without warning, the Ten Thousand Mountains Seal bore down with a colossal and desolate pressure, crashing from the sky towards Lin Mo. "So what if you have brute force? This time, I'll crush you into a meat patty!" The young man in the green shirt glared with venomous intent and sneered coldly.
From the heavens above, the massive emerald seal carried a weight of ten thousand catties, almost as if trying to grind the very air itself into pieces, exuding a tremendous might as it descended from above.
In the face of this immense pressure, nobody harbored the slightest doubt; even the most advanced armored heavy tanks in the world would be squashed into heaps of scrap metal.
