The Mo Family Patriarch was crushed into dust by the black palm imprint, but this was not the end.
Mo Xiangu's divine soul struggled to emerge from the shattered heavenly dome. Amidst the energy turbulence, his divine soul body was like a candle in the wind, his eyes filled with utter terror as he looked at Jing Yan.
"No!"
"No..." Mo Xiangu's divine soul body let out a terrified, piercing scream.
He had previously realized that Jing Yan might be a martial artist of the God Lord level. However, he absolutely did not expect that in front of Jing Yan, he, Mo Xiangu, would be so vulnerable, unable to even withstand a casual move.
The terrifying black palm seal contained power that completely exceeded his imagination. At this moment, he even suspected that Jing Yan was a formidable Second-class God Master surpassing Third-class God Lord level.
