"Lin Beichen should be dead by now, right?"
The cultivators at the foot of the mountain couldn't clearly see the battle on the peak, but the overwhelming sword light from the long blades was witnessed by all.
Zhou Kuangtian's strength was well recognized, no matter how famous Lin Beichen was, he was likely not Zhou Kuangtian's match.
However, just when everyone thought the battle was over, a sudden gale swept across the clear sky, and soon after, thunder boomed from a distant sky.
At the same time, within the thunder, a faint voice resounded.
"A mere trick."
The moment Zhou Kuangtian heard this voice, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Lin Beichen was actually unharmed?
Amidst the morning mist, two enormous Buddha Palm Seals suddenly appeared.
As the morning light spread throughout the area, the mist opened slowly like a Celestial Gate. Lin Beichen slowly flew out between the two enormous palm prints, then gently pointed forward.
The two palm prints immediately surged forward.
