Chu Nan found himself completely unable to defend his actions. Cornered by the pincer attack of two Cloud Water Upper Sect Elders, he was so frustrated he could almost spit blood.
"It really wasn't me!"
Chu Nan shouted, desperately trying to explain, but the surging onslaught gave him no room to breathe.
"Hand over the Golden Lotus, and we'll spare your life!"
Zhao Songtao's eyes were wide with rage. As his palms flew, he pushed the Cloud Water Sect's ultimate technique, the Thunderous Wave Cloud-Splitting Palm, to its absolute limit.
The Palm Wind howled, stirring the surrounding water vapor and transforming it into layers of blue palm phantoms. Like the thunderous waves of a tsunami, they crashed toward Chu Nan, one higher than the next, sealing off all avenues of escape to his left or right.
Each phantom contained enough force to shatter mountains and split stone, and they also carried a unique, dense, and penetrating Power.
