Emperor among Celestial Cauldrons

If Ling Han wanted to kill him, one punch was enough.

However, he was so angry now, so how could he vent his anger with a single punch?

Thus, he controlled his power, and only knocked out Mo Yuanwu after throwing several hundred punches.

Clapping his hands, Ling Han sat down again and continued to comprehend.

After a short while, Feng Jixing and the others were seen fleeing out of the great hall, battered and exhausted. Every single one of them had a dark green palm print left behind on them, which was extremely harrowing.

However, the moment these people came out, they saw Mo Yuanwu who was lying on the ground.

Yi, what was going on?

After entering into the great hall, they were all focused on grasping the Saint Technique, and did not pay any attention to others at all. Thus, they did not realize that Mo Yuanwu had actually not entered.

Right until this moment.