Death Punch

In his moment of enlightenment, the Buddha had famously said: "A flickering of a finger contained sixty most basic units of time. In each of that unfathomably short moment, nine hundred lives were lost and another nine hundred were born."

Chen Fan had killed Wu Guanchao using just one strike and try as he might, Wu Guanchao could not break free from the iron hold of the mighty palm strike. Even his Divine Soul melted away under the deadly energy.

Daxin and the Prophet of the Sea God were both shaken to the core after seeing the development.

Although Wu Guanchao had just entered Immortal State not long ago, his peers had expected him to last longer than that.

"This curmudgeon had increased his power by leaps and bounds over the years."

Daxin gave Chen Fan a long glance and then patted the giant snake python his feet. The python slammed the invisible seal with its tail as if it had understood its master's command.

"Kaboom!"