In her beautiful eyes, there was only that boundless, purple thunder, the world-suppressing handprint, and Ye Tian was about to touch it!!!
"Surely he's going to die now?" Lian Zong breathed a sigh of relief; if Ye Tian didn't die, he felt he'd have to carry shame and shadows for a lifetime.
Death.
Death would be better.
"Returning to Dust!" Yet, at this moment, suddenly... Ye Tian raised his hand.
Raised his hand.
Closed his fist.
Fist Seal pushing.
All was silent, everything leaned towards death, annihilation, everything returned to the origin, everything became dust.
That fist of Returning to Dust silently collided with the Purple Platform Seal's handprint head-on.
Fist Seal shattered.
But at the same time, that purple, sky-covering, thunder-infused gigantic handprint, also instantly vibrated into a rain of purple True Qi.
It scattered about.
"You..." Xu Qiuyan felt herself thrown into a nightmare world.
