Wei Cheng thrust out a palm. His hand, massive as a cattail fan, was full and taut, his Qi and blood seeming to pulse within it. A vast magnetic field and his True Intent were compressed into that single strike.
Golden light rippled out, and Yi Beidou felt an intense, oppressive pressure from the Great Trend.
This was the power of vast merit, the rolling fate of a nation, the collective will of hundreds of millions of people—a power capable of moving mountains and filling seas, even surpassing the might of the world itself!
The first time Yi Beidou had met and fought Wei Cheng, the man had not used his full strength or all of his trump cards.
That was to be expected, however.
Back then, Yi Beidou had just achieved Ascension. In Wei Cheng's eyes, he was merely a junior. Now, however, the situation was completely different.
His Demon Body was perfected. Standing between heaven and earth, he could battle any foe.
FWOOM!!
