Rumble.
In the high sky, terrifying explosions echoed continuously.
This gigantic golden palm, spanning over twenty zhang in length, resembled an ancient divine mountain, pressing down fiercely towards Ye Chen.
Wherever it passed, the air exploded entirely, birthing countless waves of white air.
"Conversion Realm, Zhou Long has already cultivated the 'Celestial Gold Palm' to the Conversion Realm, just one step away from deriving True Intent."
"The power of this strike exceeds the strength of fifty thousand tigers. How could a mere trash at the Second Layer of the Celestial Spirit Realm resist it?" The young prodigies of Cang Province sneered one after another, looking at Ye Chen as if they were seeing a dead person.
Zhou Long possessed a foundation five times that of the Sea of Qi, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Celestial Spirit Realm, solely relying on the power of celestial spirits to unleash the strength of thirty thousand tigers.
