The palm strikes like lightning, swift as rolling thunder.
At this moment, Lin Tian is like a god of war soaring into the sky, attacking fiercely, like a rainbow piercing the sun, with an imposing presence that seems boundless!
The surging air waves stir up sand and stone in the riverbed valley, causing ancient trees in Wolf Forest to sway and tremble violently.
Below, Long Motian and others once again retreated far away.
"So strong! If Mr. Lin strikes at me, it would only take a moment, and he could claim my life with a snap of his fingers!"
Long Motian pushed far behind a giant stone for cover, watching Lin Tian's attack, which seemed to shake the heavens, feeling a chill in his heart, his face covered in shock.
The others.
Needless to say.
Even Zuo Qiushan and others also distanced themselves again, terrified.
"No matter how talented, without reaching Nascent Soul, one is still an ant!"
