"Kill!"
Although he knew his domain was no longer effective against Ye Xuan, Wen Yanhui still pushed it to its absolute limit, enveloping the space around Ye Xuan.
At the same time, Profound flowed from his body as he launched a continuous stream of attacks at Ye Xuan. Golden palms, like a dark cloud blotting out the sun, swarmed toward him.
He had already figured it out. Since the Golden River Grand Hand Seal couldn't lock onto Ye Xuan, why insist on using it? With his cultivation as a Tier Eight First Layer Martial Emperor against a mere Tier Seven First Layer Martial King, capturing him should be effortless, no matter how heaven-defying the boy was.
With this thought, Wen Yanhui pushed his attacks to their absolute limit.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Stream after stream of golden palms attacked madly. Ye Xuan, his gaze sharp, swung the Sword of Judgment, crazily hacking at the palms. Instantly, the air filled with the sound of explosions.
