BOOM!
"Do you truly believe you can disregard me just because you possess a Spiritual Artifact?"
In the blink of an eye, Tu Cunshan's palm sliced across the sky and struck down. With a single hand, he suppressed all. The palm imprint blotted out the sky like a plummeting mountain, instantly engulfing Chen Yang. The entire earth trembled violently in its wake.
The world blurred into a vast canvas as great winds roared like drums.
Clad in a black robe amidst the tempest, Tu Cunshan truly possessed the supreme air of one who looked down upon the boundless world. The flash of his gaze was more dazzling than the fiercest sun. It was a sight so terrifying it made one's Divine Spirit tremble, unforgettable.
"Do you know why I am named Cunshan?" Tu Cunshan asked indifferently, one hand behind his back. "Because no matter how many tens of thousands of li the mountains and rivers may span, in my eyes, they are but a mere square inch."
"This mortal world is ruled by me, Tu Cunshan."
