He found the opponent's face extremely detestable.
But when Su Mo looked up at Jun Luo, he just smiled:
"Lord Jun, all along this path, you struck first, and now it seems it's my turn.
"Please be cautious… and try not to die!"
These last four words were spoken with particular solemnity.
As his words ended, he was already in front of Jun Luo.
With a single palm push, the sound of the Dragon Roar instantly filled the entire secret room, accompanied by the distant ringing of a bell, stirring the soul.
In the midst of the palm wind, a faint purple light appeared—it was the Ziyang Divine Palm!!
Jun Luo's eyes flickered, and a bright orange light radiated from his body.
His hands moved, lifting and leading, but he dared not clash with Su Mo's Ziyang Divine Palm directly.
It was obvious why he had been so audacious just now; he felt that the solar and lunar forces within him had fully merged into one.
