His palms were especially absurdly large; at a glance, they were practically no different from a small mountain.
Moreover, the surface of his arms was wrapped in layer upon layer of scales, looking almost exactly like snake scales.
"Wahahaha..."
A burst of strange laughter reached his ears, and his right hand suddenly clawed downward.
Whether in timing or angle, he had grasped it to perfection.
The five-colored peacock had nowhere to dodge. It was practically as if it had thrown itself into the net, and he seized it by force, then crushed it with a bang.
"Huh!"
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Such monstrous strength was something even an old monster at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage could not possibly possess.
Yet what this fellow cultivated was clearly not a Body Refining Technique. Could it be that he was not an ordinary human cultivator, and also carried the bloodline of the Demon Race?
This seemed to be the only reasonable explanation.
"Haha."
Seeing that he had succeeded, Thunder Snake Venerable's face revealed a haughty and wildly delighted expression.
However, rejoicing at this moment was clearly far too early.
There was not the slightest trace of dejection on Lin Xuan's face. Seeming slow yet actually swift, he pointed forward with one finger.
Five-colored spiritual light exploded, and a thin strand of crystalline silk flew out from within. In a flash against the wind, it actually transformed into an Immortal Sword as thin as a cicada's wing.
Spatial fluctuations abruptly rose, and the sword vanished from where it was. The next instant, it arrived at the position of Thunder Snake Venerable's heart.
Boom!
Five-colored spiritual light was dazzling and blinding, directly piercing through the old monster's chest.
Even for a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage, if the heart were ground