The sound fell.
Suddenly, an immense hand appeared in the sky, a bright red palm emitting towering flames. It seemed as if the hand had just been pulled out from a mountain of fire, as it fiercely slapped down towards the Martial Arts Field.
"My God!"
"Heaven above, what is... what is this?"
"Run for it!"
The spectators on the scene already felt something was wrong and ran for their lives. When else if not now? This was beyond human capacity. What was it? It was Heavenly Fire, and who could summon Heavenly Fire to strike? Only an Immortal!
"This..." Kuroki straightened up, his face even paler without a trace of color, his eyes narrowing. The Extermination Palm sweeping down from the heavens had dumbfounded Kuroki. He blankly asked, "Master Gandhi, have you ever seen such a spell?"
"I have not!" Gandhi shook his head, his eyes showing a hint of vigilance.
"We've underestimated him!" Kuroki took a deep breath and said, "Master Gandhi, how should we deal with this?"
