"Devil's hand!" Just as his aura reached its peak, the second elder growled, extended his right hand, and slammed it down.
In the night sky, a solid and thick shadow of a palm appeared. It was vast and boundless, like a curtain that covered the sky, isolating the moonlight from the sky as it descended.
Li Tian's position instantly turned dark, and he was shrouded in endless shadows.
The second elder gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the demonic Qi around him.
The originally thin demonic Qi was moistened like bamboo shoots after a rain, producing even more violent and evil gases.
The demonic Qi was mobilized and added to the dark palm shadow, making it even more terrifying. It was as if a mountain was about to collapse, shaking the world.
Li Tian's expression changed as he felt a strong sense of danger. He swallowed a few recovery pills and held the celestial sword in his hand with a solemn expression.
