Even such a super Exotic Treasure like the decayed fan was locked away, Qin Ming searched all over his body and felt that only Old Bu was unrestricted, so he wrapped it around his right hand and swung it straight out.
In an instant, in the Blood Forest, it seemed as if a Fierce Sun rose into the sky.
The Third Dao Seed's smile faded. To him, this blow carried an insult. He had carefully selected the "Blood and Flesh Tao Field," yet it had come up to slap him in the face.
He stood mid-air, unmoved, like a green pine rooted in a cliff, exuding a unique aura, with strong willpower, only at the final moment simply raising his right palm.
He made no excessive moves, aligning with Taoism and Back to Basic, his right hand's texture clear, with a bang, blocking the Fierce Sun-like strike.
It was as if thunder erupted in the Void, with dazzling Divine Radiance shining all around, endless light rain pouring down.
