"It seems this profound palm technique that descended from the heavens is indeed hidden in the Earth Pavilion," Zhu Minglang said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Mo Shou was also very surprised; he looked up at the dark Earth Pavilion above and felt a surge of annoyance.
He lifted his foot and stomped fiercely toward Zhu Minglang.
At that moment, the giant mechanized foot fell abruptly, massive as a mountain range and accompanied by a terrifying stomping force. Zhu Minglang had already reacted quickly to dodge, but the subsequent shock wave still sent him flying, slamming heavily against a stalagmite column a hundred meters thick.
Divine Pattern Mo Shou chased after him, his body's divine patterns transforming into millions of divine weapon blades, madly chopping down at Zhu Minglang.
