Use Your Sword

The Saint level cultivator saw Ye Futian block his attack and could not help but feel slightly surprised. Those at the level of the Divine Path were so powerful. Ye Futian was just an enlightened Sage. The gap between them should have been enormous.

He stepped forward, and the majesty of the Great Path swept down, pressing on Ye Futian. Even the many cultivators who were surrounding them and observing the battle could feel the invisible force. But since they were outside of Dali Academy at the moment, the Saint controlled the scope of his power. He did not dare to let loose and break anything. He flooded his will into his hand, and another palm print smashed down from the sky, even stronger than the last one.

Ye Futian looked up and felt that the palm print crashing down above him would crush everything in the area. A suffocating pressure descended. If it had been someone at the peak of the Sage level facing this, they would probably have trouble even moving.