Thunder Control the Great Saint reflected that once Fang Yang reached his full potential, she honestly couldn't think of anyone who could stand against him.
Even if Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady were here, and even if they were all in the realm of a Young Venerable, Fang Yang was clearly on a higher level.
Perhaps only a true Venerable, revived and reincarnated, could possibly contend with Fang Yang.
"Go back."
Fang Yang's voice boomed like thunder as he pressed down with a single hand, its immensity blotting out the sky.
His palm print was like a great sun falling from beyond the heavens, erupting with brilliant, fiercely burning light.
Fang Yuesheng's eyes began to glow. His body resembled a great bell, and from every pore, Golden Radiance Immortal Swords shot out, threatening to destroy everything in their path.
But in the blink of an eye, Fang Yang swept it all aside and suppressed him.
