Boom!!!
A towering hand appeared suddenly from the depths of the sky, directly descending upon the entire hundred thousand mountains and rivers.
An unimaginable, terrifying presence made all the demon beasts in the hundred thousand mountains and rivers tremble on the ground. No matter their cultivation, even those powerful demon beasts that survived from the ancient wilderness, all chose to submit at this moment.
Fang Lin suddenly raised his head, looking at the colossal hand. His face was filled with horror, sensing the immense power of this hand. Even if he became ten times stronger, he would likely be reduced to dust under this hand.
Without any doubt, Fang Lin knew this was definitely a Martial Lord making a move, and he could guess who it was—Mo Shouhe!
Xuanyuan Ya was dead, and Fang Lin was very familiar with Fang Qingye's aura, so it was obvious whom this hand belonged to.
