Elijah Wang let out a bewildering laugh and pointed towards Li Zhuang's area, "Quicksand engulf, urgent as a decree!"

Li Zhuang, who was dodging the Palm Thunder attack, suddenly turned pale!

The solid stone floor beneath him suddenly transformed into rapidly churning quicksand. Before he could take flight, the quicksand had already formed a massive suction, swallowing half of his body. With no leverage from the ground, the Palm Thunder, which he could have easily dodged, turned into a death sentence.

Bolts of lightning shot towards his chest, scaring Li Zhuang out of his wits. If all of them hit, even if he survived, he would lose half his life. He quickly shouted, "I concede, I concede!"