Fuzhan and Ye Kong had a depressed look on their faces when they glanced at the gigantic palm blasting towards them.
Clearly, this was a buddha palm imprint, yet they could clearly feel different law attributes within. Brilliant swords of light slashed out, manifested from the palm, along with a spatial storm of wind and lightning. This giant palm was like a supreme slaughter formation that comprised of many different types of attacks.
The two of them might be transcendent-level immortal emperors, standing at the true peak of the immortal emperor ream. But even so, they still felt despair and terror at this moment.
