In the waves, it seemed as if the sun was hidden beneath, with boiling seawater almost burning through everything.
"Five-Finger Mountain! Suppress it for me!"
Zhao Xing stood on the boundary line of 100,000 miles, with the radiant glow on his body completely retracted.
Vaguely behind him, a towering human-head shadow took shape.
Its appearance was dignified, with a gray hand emerging from above.
After the Five-Finger Mountain was cast, the earth veins at the seabed and the earth path in the Primordial Ocean were shaken, and a force was absorbed into the gray palm.
The prickling pain and burning sensation diminished, yet it was still unbearable for Zhao Xing.
"Break for me!!"
Zhao Xing roared, and the Five-Finger Mountain at the third tier of the Great Divine Power suddenly broke through to the fourth tier at this moment.
