"In today's world, there's actually someone who can push the Fourth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan to such an extent at the same cultivation level..." a Quasi-Saint Realm expert exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a beam of divine light shot into the sky from inside the hall, tearing through the void. In the blink of an eye, it reached the Fourth Prince's side.
Clang!
A pure white hand struck, and the sound of clashing metal resonated. The low-grade Dao weapon in the Fourth Prince's hand disintegrated into dust. This entire process took just a blink of an eye.
This outcome left not only the peers of the same generation astonished but even the veteran experts wore expressions of shock. Just how terrifying was this power? Crushing a low-grade Dao weapon barehanded was something unimaginable in the past.
Bang!
