As the palm lifted, and then slowly pressed down.
This seemingly ordinary palm strike, however, made Liang Hui's eyes reveal a serious concentration.
Within the palm, it seemed as if one could see the stars moving, mountains and rivers, glaciers at the poles, as if the birth and death of the world were all contained in this one strike
An indescribable aura rose, instantly enveloping the heavens and the earth, freezing and locking all temporal and spatial changes.
The speed of the palm was extremely slow, yet it encompassed the space, and immense pressure came from all directions, as if to obliterate the world along with him.
"What a palm strike! Excellent palm strike!!"
The youth bellowed, his black hair flying, his surging Qi-Blood soaring to the skies.
A golden war spear stabbed straight into the earth.
An arm stretched forward, changing five times in the blink of an eye, each change accompanied by an authoritative roar.
