This is blatant provocation!
"Looking for death!"
Feng Wudao's throat rumbled, his voice as cold as ice!
For Feng Wudao, pride came naturally, especially when facing a young man from a third rank power.
Even if this young man had long since proven he was anything but simple!
Feng Wudao's aura intensified again, the True Yuan around him so dense it seemed almost impossible to dissolve!
"Palm Covering the Sky!"
Feng Wudao shouted loudly, and then, all the True Yuan around him converged towards his right hand. Moreover, the even more massive True Yuan within him surged there through his limbs and bones!
His hand was very slender, somewhat like a woman's, and with a slight ripple, it was as if it gently slapped the surface of water, an infinitely complex, all-encompassing, profoundly advanced palm technique fused into that single hand!
A gigantic palm shadow abruptly appeared in the void, covering up most of the light!
