Xuan Chen Zhenren's seemingly effortless palm strike unleashed a sudden whirlwind, materializing a visible gigantic hand in mid-air that followed the trajectory of his strike and hit the man in the gray robe.
However, the man in the gray robe was clearly well-prepared, his body swiftly retreating backward as he suddenly drew the treasured sword from his back, heading straight for the massive palm and forcefully slashed down with his sword.
The sword's radiance was a fiery red, swelling in the wind.
With a loud bang, the palm and the sword's light collided.
In an instant, sand flew and rocks moved, the sky and earth roared nonstop, the surrounding area was filled with piercing sonic booms.
Within this area, the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble violently due to such a collision.
Li Qing, the weakest in strength amidst the crowd, was buffeted by the wind and stumbled a few times before he barely managed to stabilize himself.
