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The enormous hand with its five distinct fingers and wide palm paired with skeletal digits descended from the sky like a giant fan, crushing Karl's Blood Fist in an instant. Everyone present felt the ground beneath them violently shake, and the earth itself cracked open with huge fissures.
Following this, the hand reached out again, scooping Tang Yi into its palm and slowly retracting.
"This... this is..."
Those present, not just Karl but also Long Ziling and the Poison Widow, were taken aback as they looked up at the owner of this sudden, enormous hand that had come from nowhere.
Dressed in a kasaya, with a gaunt face, the monk sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his hands together in front of his chest, and Tang Yi was sitting in his palm, also cross-legged.
"You... you're not dead?"
Karl instantly recognized the monk as the corpse he had seen outside the Immortal Array previously.
