"Hah! Serve you right!" Yan Dose exclaimed gleefully.
His father didn't share his joyfulness. Yan Wang was instead staring at Amon with deep contemplation.
He never intended to kill Amon using his White Gold Palm. But at the same time, his target was not just Amon's left hand. His original intention was to turn half of Amon's body into gold. This way, he could incapacitate Amon without killing him.
Yan Wang was a Spirit Stage cultivator, so Amon's Concealed Ghost Body couldn't mask his cultivation level. Yan Wang knew Amon was an Intermediate Transformation Stage cultivator. For someone at Yan Wang's level, a Transformation Stage cultivator was nothing more than a plaything. It was inconceivable for one to dodge his attack, no matter how talented the cultivator was.
"You are indeed dangerous…," Yan Wang said. His hand flared white again.
Amon felt intense killing intent from Yan Wang.
