Zhao Pijiang swung his fist downward, directly striking the mountainous characters casually written by the Chi Yang Sect Leader, like a divine being striking the heavenly drum, a hundred thousand thunders exploding simultaneously, vividly displaying the martial saint's boundless qi blood and yang essence!
"Hmm?"
The Grand General of Celestial Water Prefecture exerted his full strength, hammering down with ten-tenths of his powerful punch, but it felt like a heavy hammer striking cotton, with a sense of emptiness and lack of force.
That godly intent, aura, and charm, all embodying the infinite and grand "calm" character, shattered upon touch!
"It's a trap!"
In an instant, Zhao Pijiang realized, his piercing gaze wanting to penetrate the Chi Yang Sect Leader.
At the moment when old power was exhausted and new power had not yet risen, like lightning in that moment, an icy sword light, like a mountain peak or celestial pillar, came crashing down upon him!
