"Damn it!"
Feeling the suppression of his corporeal strength by the dark mist, Lynn Lindwood's eyes revealed a trace of terror.
"Ghost Suppressing Palm!"
At the critical moment, Lornaa Lindwood stimulated the abundant ghost force within her body, her pale and jade-like palm instantly turning as black as ink, resembling a meticulously crafted onyx treasure.
Then, with a sudden downward press of her right palm, a massive imprint hundreds of meters long, utterly black with mysterious runes flowing around it, abruptly took shape.
"BOOM!"
Under the stunned gaze of the onlookers, the colossal palm imprint struck the shadow with the momentum of crushing mountains and rivers, unleashing a surge of energy that erupted wildly and lifted visible shockwaves.
"So strong!" David Jones subconsciously glanced at the exceptionally valiant and beautiful woman in front of him.
