As Wen Qingye spoke, he was about to walk into the Alchemy Room when he suddenly felt a gust of wind tear past him. Wen Qingye immediately knew something was wrong.
"Great Heaven-Tearing Monument Hand!"
Wen Qingye instantly gathered a massive amount of Primordial Qi in his palm. The crowd only saw a giant Palm Seal shoot from his hand. The Palm Seal carried an unparalleled, domineering aura, and the air slightly distorted wherever it passed.
BANG!
Wen Qingye felt a surge of heat in his chest and couldn't help but stumble back several steps. When Wen Qingye straightened up, he saw Yann Xiangyang standing there, staring at him in astonishment.
"What a domineering Palm Technique!" Yann Xiangyang couldn't help but exclaim in praise.
Wen Qingye frowned and said, "I wonder what you mean by taking my sword?"
Yann Xiangyang's eyes narrowed slightly as he smiled. "Your sword isn't bad. I'll keep it for a few days to admire it. I'll give it back after I'm done."
