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Watching as Yang Zhen was actually gripped by a massive green hand descending from the sky, everyone gasped, breaking out in a cold sweat on Yang Zhen's behalf.
However, before the crowd could even exclaim in shock, a thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth, and the lightning hand suddenly trembled and sprung open.
A golden fist of colossal size appeared out of nowhere, striking at the center of the lightning palm, and with a mighty punch, shattered the thunder hand into pieces.
Yang Zhen stood alone midair, and compared to the two gigantic hands, he seemed as tiny as an ant.
Yet no one underestimated Yang Zhen, as it was obvious that the golden hand was his doing. Hands that could challenge the heavens surely weren't simple, were they?
It wasn't until the shockwave burst forth, surging in all directions and finally subsiding, that the people realized a golden "Battle" character was shining brightly behind Yang Zhen, its divine presence chilling to the bone.
