The illusory palm reaching a million zhang, capable of eradicating Jiyu City's Supreme's Palm of the Zhou family in the blink of an eye.
But it wasn't Chu Tiankuo's.
It belonged to the old man of the Heavenly Dao.
Yet, when it was a hundred miles away from the Dan Ding world, it stopped.
Because no matter how quick his reaction, he could not outpace Xie Tian's plan of one step, ten steps, or even a hundred steps ahead.
When Xie Tian turned and stepped forward, the supreme power confronting the Barbaric Ancient Wilderness slowly faded away.
The four Supremes of the Three Thousand Realms wore expressions as if their souls had fled.
Li Yazi reclined again leisurely, eyeing the four with a gaze as if looking at fools.
He found it laughable.
These four actually believed that Xie Tian only knew seven types of Divine Skills!
Actually believed that Xie Tian only had a thirty percent chance of winning against Qiu Wei!
