Their plan was about to come to fruition, yet now someone dared to stand in their way? And it was an unknown scholar at that!
His heart was filled with rage, and so he did not hold back at all with this palm strike.
The fierce palm wind surged forth, unleashing the Venerable's tremendous power, a move that could definitely destroy more than half of a city.
The void trembled and sizzled, countless rays of light burst forth like a roaring galaxy, surging towards the middle-aged scholar.
That middle-aged scholar, holding a book in his right hand, looked coldly ahead.
"So you think you're worthy of using Palm Techniques? To me, that's nothing but BS!"
The middle-aged scholar looked forward, his expression full of disdain.
He stood proudly, snorted coldly, and swiftly lashed out with his left palm.
A formidable power surged rapidly along with his palm.
