Everything happened too swiftly to capture in mere words.
Su Han's palm descended, aiming directly at Guan Quan.
Guan Quan could have dodged, but he did not choose to move away. Instead, his eyes flashed with a murderous intent. Rather than retreating, he surged forward and released a black glow with a wave of his hand.
That was a dagger, painted black and smeared with a deep purple liquid — clearly a deadly poison.
"Swoosh!"
At that moment, the vast spiritual power light barrier gathered by the over hundred thousand Outer Sect Disciples spun with flowing light and boomed over the heads of Guan Quan and the others.
"Boom!!!"
When Su Han's palm came into contact with this spiritual power, it emitted a thunderous roar. The void boomed, tearing apart into oblivion, as vast patches of darkness spread out.
Su Han's figure trembled, and he was actually shaken back by the light barrier.
"Hm?"
