As Ye Qingtian's words fell, a trace of fear emerged deep in Yagyu Kenei's heart.
At this moment, his body and consciousness froze, his soul stripped away, exiled to the void.
Before his eyes, the scene suddenly changed: endless darkness enveloped him, as if placed deep within the universe, small like a speck of dust.
In his vision, a mighty palm seal descended with a roar, obscuring the sun.
This palm seal was irresistible, as if it could destroy a star with one strike.
Facing such terrifying might, Yagyu Kenei had no power to resist.
"Boom!"
Yagyu Kenei was slapped to the ground unexpectedly, shattering the floor.
"This..."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
How could Yagyu Kenei, seem like an ordinary person, be slapped to the ground?
"Bang!"
Ye Qingtian stomped on Yagyu Kenei's face, grinding him fiercely, rubbing Japan's top genius into the ground.
"Luckily, Qingtian just taught him a lesson."
