Wang Yuan immediately recognized the owners of the three voices, his heart shook greatly:
"This is... the voice of the three gods?
Could it be that the famed Three Days Dao are all mere paper tigers? How could the victory be decided so quickly?!"
The thunderous echo above had not ceased when a sudden gust began.
A gigantic claw, yellowish in color with sharp nails and filthy scales, descended abruptly from the sky, fiercely grasping towards Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan didn't even have time to look up, instinctively reversed his hand to meet the enemy.
His great sleeve unfurled, as if hiding the sun and moon, like holding Qiankun, an overwhelming harmony of Yin and Yang balanced boundless water and fire, suddenly blossoming with a scorching white light covering the sky and earth.
Applying [Time Order] power to himself, he swiftly pushed forward the time axis, and his palm technique was executed with exceptional speed.
