The Green Moss Cliff surged with waves of golden light.
Master Ni Yu lifted her head.
She took a deep breath, hesitated no longer, and forcefully pressed her ten fingers against the stone walls on both sides.
"Boom!"
In an instant.
The entire ancient mountain began to tremble, and the inscriptions carved into the Green Moss Cliff seemed to come alive, leaping out one by one, rushing against the sky.
From a distance,
The golden light surged backwards, like a pillar holding up the heavens.
"Come!"
The Saint Prince, suspended in the sky, extended his palm.
He didn't say much, only opened his mouth to utter a word, and the golden radiant staff formed by countless inscriptions swooped towards him—
The Saint Prince grasped the staff.
With just one strike.
Smashed it down hard!
