BOOM!
The giant palm smashed down and shattered a mountain.
Another sweep. Peng, Peng, Peng! The floating islands exploded one after another and fell from the sky. Many Kunwu sect members couldn't Dodge in time and were blown up into clouds of blood mist.
Then, a huge head appeared in the air and looked down through the hole.
The pair of golden eyes were cold and indifferent as they looked down at the people below as if they were a group of ants.
His skin was golden and had a metallic luster. It was covered in mysterious and profound patterns.
"All of you will die!"
He pursed his lips and let out a muffled Thunder-like voice that shook the void.
He raised his hands, broke open the crystal wall, and descended from the sky.
It was indescribably huge, almost as tall as the Kunwu divine mountain. Behind it, there were nine-colored divine rings.
