"Creation!"
All 129,600 apertures in Zhou's body simultaneously lit up, each aperture like a miniature sun, as vast blood and unyielding will intertwined and instantly gathered all his strength.
His blood light soared into the sky, shaking the heavens for millions of miles, with strands of golden blood flowing in the void like rivers in reality, then countless blood and will condensed to form a giant hand that covered the sky.
At that moment, the sky lit up brightly, the boundless will's light penetrated through the layers of restrictions of the Divine Mountain, illuminating every inch of the land.
Within the ancestral grounds, whether it was the Dharma Aspect Martial Saints on duty or the secluded Human Immortal Heavenly Lords, all were stunned by this aura and looked up.
They saw a gigantic palm that covered half of the East Mountain slowly rising from the distant horizon.
