At this moment, the move Zhang Qian was using was a Yellow Level Top Grade Martial Arts from Black Sand Academy, called "Profound Gold Palm".
Although he only cultivated "Profound Gold Palm" to the Perfection Realm and hadn't reached the Transformation Realm,
his Celestial Spirits were so robust that even with extremely simple moves, he could unleash terrifyingly unparalleled power, not to mention a Yellow Level Top Grade Martial Arts.
So, at this moment, the golden hand appearing above Ye Chen's head contained a force of about eighteen thousand Tigers worth, enough to pulverize a small hill instantly.
"Garbage like you only deserves to die under such a move," Zhang Qian's gaze was incredibly indifferent, his expression extremely disdainful.
In his opinion, Ye Chen, who couldn't even awaken his bloodline, was not qualified to be his opponent, let alone force him to take it seriously.
He only needed to use a casual move to plunge him into a state of eternal doom.
