He raised his hand slightly, sending forth a gentle palm strike.
Shi Wuya saw it clearly, a ruthless resolve hardening in his heart.
He didn't know what incredible power Fang Shuwen's palm strike held—whether it was meant to cleave his Lonely Mountain Night Rain as if it were a river, or simply meet it head-on.
He would give it his all. 'Even if I'm truly no match,' he thought, 'I have to make Fang Shuwen pay a price!'
He had made all his calculations, but the moment the endless raindrops collided with Fang Shuwen's palm, the outcome was still beyond his expectations.
BOOM!!!!!
The moment the torrent of rain met the palm, an earth-shattering roar erupted.
Fang Shuwen hadn't split the endless raindrops apart. He had shattered them!
The innumerable raindrops, the countless strands of Sword Qi, the inscrutable Lonely Mountain Night Rain—all were utterly pulverized by that single palm strike.
Great Black Heaven God Palm—Knocking the Mountain and Shaking the Demon!
