"You are too arrogant, young one!" Yun Fantian said coldly.
"Arrogant? It's because I have the qualifications to be arrogant!" Wutian replied.
"Hmph! Then I must see what qualifications you really have!" Yun Fantian responded.
Swish!
In the next moment, the six blood-red long spears in his hands were put away.
With a twist of his six palms and a mouthful of blood spat out, he roared, "Dynasty Destruction Seal!"
As soon as his words fell, his six palms flipped, and a terrifying blood-red spiritual pressure erupted from his six palms, which then condensed into a hexagonal dark golden handprint.
An earth-shattering and terrifying momentum erupted from this hexagonal dark golden handprint.
The rampant momentum, like a vast river, earth-shakingly spread a terrifying pressure, enveloping the entire Taichu Cave Heaven, madly suppressing Wutian.
"Die for me!" Yun Fantian roared when the rampant momentum reached its peak.
