"Get lost!"
The white-haired old woman snorted coldly. Under Yu Jinglei's gaze, a green hand stretched out from the void, seemingly traveling through endless space in an instant. Its five fingers splayed like a giant mountain pressing down, it roared towards the peak of a snow-capped mountain on Golden Turtle Island.
As the hand swept across the sky, all the airflow, light, and even Primordial Qi between heaven and earth were plundered by this large hand in that moment.
It seemed as if nothing else existed in the world other than this massive hand.
Yu Jinglei didn't even have the qualifications to resist; merely the aura of that hand made him suppress a mouthful of blood, causing him to fall from the void.
"Xuandan Great Ability."
Sect Master Yu Jinglei exclaimed in shock, his eyes filled with fear.
Rumble!
