Qinghu's stone shield was shattered by the Asura's white light.
However, after shattering the stone shield, that streak of white light had become quite weak. Duo Gan stood there and forcibly took the blow.
The others did not step in to help again. With Qinghu's block buying her that moment, she could have dodged if she wanted to.
True comrades-in-arms not only had to know how to coordinate, but also trust their comrades' abilities! Duo Gan paid no attention to that Golden Core Realm Asura—she trusted her teammates to deal with that ant.
She gathered spiritual energy, and a massive hand suddenly appeared behind her head, nearly five kilometers across. The hand thrust forward and grabbed at the Eight-Armed Asura flying into the distance.
Old Lady Jia's hidden seal strike had been powerful enough.
Yet the Asura Nascent Soul was immensely strong as well. It had been sent flying less than a thousand kilometers.
Compared to the enormous hand, the Asura's twenty- to thirty-meter-tall body looked as tiny as an ant.
Inside the battalion-class ship's captain's quarters, the eight A-rankers all sucked in a sharp breath. "That is definitely Above Supreme!"
Earlier, Hill had shared his judgment with everyone: the other side might have an Above Supreme! But that had only been his speculation, and there were aspects that did not add up.
Whether it was the Jinyang Star Region or Valencia's Separatists, if they had an Above Supreme backing them, achieving a high degree of autonomy would not have been a problem.
Still, the instant Old Lady Jia made her move, everyone had genuinely suspected that tiny figure was an Above Supreme.
But it had only been a suspicion—perhaps she was merely a Supreme with some powerful secret technique. Yet upon seeing Duo Gan act, everyone could be certain: