It was clear that through years of dedicated refinement, He Yuzhou's True Astral was far purer than that of his peers, even if he wasn't a rare genius like Leng Qianqiu, who cultivated two separate Heart Methods.
He Yuzhou stomped a foot, and his figure flickered as he attacked once more.
BOOM!
The True Astral in Leng Qianqiu's body surged, pushed to its absolute limit, before gathering entirely in her arm.
WHOOSH—!
She jabbed her finger forward. The True Astral formed a phantom of Golden Thunder that exploded upward, completely disintegrating all of He Yuzhou's attacks.
"This is!?"
He Yuzhou's brow furrowed. 'Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Hand!'
That palm strike was like a Thunder Shock splitting the sky. The Gang Qi was so condensed it was almost tangible, carrying the majestic might of heavenly power.
