Who has ever seen someone strike through a plaza with a single palm, shattering its very foundations? Who has ever witnessed fingers, held together like a blade, unleashing the might of a holy realm—a light that illuminates half the nation as it turns a compound of thousands of square meters into rubble?
Has anyone seen such things?
I have. With my own eyes.
This man, who possesses such godlike abilities, is named Chen Yang, the Supreme Martial Commander.
On this very day, at this very moment, here at the foot of Cangyun City, he annihilated the Martial Association and battled the Combat Emperor Clan. His actions made it unmistakably clear to half the city's population just how terrifying this young man was. Though barely thirty, he possessed the power to dominate his contemporaries.
