"If I let you go today, where would the honor of the Martial World of the Western Region stand? Stay!"
A gray palm print pressed down from the sky, multiplying from one to two, three, and endlessly on, layer upon layer pressing down on Shi Xiaole. The strong decaying palm force directly caused the void where Shi Xiaole was to form numerous wrinkles, as if it were a soda can trampled flat.
"Emperor Yan!"
In the Sky Water Palace camp, the Heavenly Water Great Emperor narrowed his eyes.
The attacker was none other than a legendary expert from the Daxia Martial World, the master of Wudao Xuan, ranked sixty-second on the Emperor List, Emperor Yan. Emperor Yan was originally a person of Daxia but his inheritance came from the Western Region, and he had even resided there for hundreds of years.
"Lightning Startling Swan!"
