A huge hand pressed down through layer upon layer of air, like countless barriers being crushed beneath it.
At the same time:
Within the palm lines of the giant hand, the four forces of Earth Fire, Wind Water emerged.
They intertwined and collided, transforming into countless bolts of lightning that cleaved toward him.
Chu Qing also saw seven or eight figures fighting the lightning beneath the giant hand, bombarding the hand itself.
Yet when their many methods struck the hand, it merely trembled slightly. Not a single drop of blood fell.
"Is this Heaven's Left Hand?"
Dawn King nodded with a grave expression.
Chu Qing chuckled. "Seven or eight powerhouses are fighting it, yet it hasn't even shed a drop of blood!"
"And you call this suppression and resistance?"
Dawn King's expression darkened. "What? Did you expect to kill it the moment you came up?"
Chu Qing sighed. "Even if we can't kill it, we need to seriously wound it!"
"Otherwise, how are we supposed to divide Heaven's attention?"
"Besides... when Batian fought Cangtian back then, both of them bled."
"You... are inferior to those two back then."
Dawn King did not want to speak.
Could the past possibly be the same as the present?
Batian had suffered grievous injuries back then.
And Cangtian had relied on strength in numbers, striking while Batian was weakened, before managing to make him bleed.
Otherwise, what the hell had Cangtian been back then?
Yu Tian covered her mouth and muttered, "That slap is about to land on our heads. Everyone... are we just going to stand here and watch?"
Dawn King chuckled. "Everyone, watch my methods!"
Rip!
Dawn King tore off his black robe.
Beneath it were not gleaming muscles, but a suit of black, close-fitting armor.
The black armor shone brilliantly, tiny