The giant hand of fire, as large as a mountain, slammed down toward the Aetherium Pavilion.
Bang!
The Aetherium Pavilion shook violently, and the light screen outside trembled crazily, as if it would burst open at any moment.
Moreover, although the light screen blocked the giant hand of fire, a terrifying force still seeped through.
Inside the pavilion, Marshall Morgan was hit hard.
Crash!
The terrifying force struck Marshall Morgan, causing him to cough up blood.
Lucius Valiant was too strong. Even just a tiny bit of the force that seeped through had already injured Marshall Morgan.
"This old guy!"
Marshall Morgan gritted his teeth, wanting to enter the Supreme Divine Temple, but found that he couldn't get in at all.
"Damn it, this old guy is not someone I can resist, and I still can't get in?"
Marshall Morgan was incredibly speechless.
"You little brat, hiding inside, I can still destroy you!"
Outside, Lucius Valiant coldly shouted, sending out another hand.
