Vital energy shook for eighty thousand miles, a vast wave coming from the east across nineteen states.
With immeasurable force in his palm, the whole world was shocked!
The descent of myriad auroras was a scene reminiscent of an Immortal's advent, already astonishing enough, yet someone dared to strike at such a divine being at such a time.
Every cultivator in the Jiawu Realm who witnessed this moment couldn't help but picture a figure in their minds.
Demon Lord!
Although that answer seemed absurd, who else but this figure in the Jiawu Realm could unleash such mighty power with a single palm strike?
"Thief!"
"How audacious, little thief!"
Whether it was the Ancestors of Sword Disciple Mountain or the sages of the Supreme Clear sect on Western Tuo Mountain, they were all filled with shock and rage at this moment.
Their shock was due to the unexpected assault they encountered upon their arrival.
