Soul-Control Technique
編集者: Larbre Studio
Wu Hao didn't stop. Instead, he used extreme speed and struck with another palm.
Deity prints flew around the entire sky and many rules of truth fused into Wu Hao's palm, hitting toward Zhang Ruochen.
Right then, even Su Qingling realized something was amiss. She was no longer as happy as before and instead grew worried.
This wasn't a martial challenge.
This was a life-or-death fight.
Zhang Ruochen stood at the edge of the cliff and steadied himself. He circulated his Holy Qi and suppressed the bubbling Blood Qi inside of him.
Faced with the overpowering palm force, he didn't have any fear on his face. His eyes sharpened instead.
The Way of Truth was indeed an ancient way and squashed the other saintly ways, but Time and Space were ancient ways too.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed in the sky. The space before him became distorted instantly.