The main hall of the Zhai Xing Pavilion was deathly silent.
The three star Saints sat in the air, their bodies frozen like stone statues.
Elder Chen Ji and the other eight-star elders stood frozen on the spot with dazed expressions.
They were all looking at the huge hole in the hall.
Just now, star Saint Yuling had flown out from here. He had been slapped away, spitting blood and flying miserably.
It was like seeing a ghost!
Elder Chen Ji's body trembled and his eyes were wide open.
At this moment, he could not believe his eyes.
The mighty star Saint Yuling had been sent flying by a single palm!
Moreover, the one who did it was this unknown guy from the divine martial Kingdom of the East continent!
He looked at the hole, then turned around to look at the white-robed figure standing in the hall. He was in a daze again, as if he was in a dream.
This guy was actually an unrivaled expert?
This ... How was this possible?
