The enormous palm surged forth, its immense pressure making heaven and earth tremble violently as terrifying ripples shook the sky above the entire city.
Gravely, Shen Yi realized that with such destructive power, Zhang Ziling had likely reached the fifth level of Golden Core cultivation.
"Ha! Let's see how long you can hold out!"
An ethereal voice rang out from afar. A figure flashed like lightning, ghostlike as he broke through the pillar of light. Turning back, he opened his mouth and took a fierce breath, splitting the spiritual energy flowing from the light pillar in two.
That enormous palm immediately dimmed considerably, its power no longer what it had been.
"Take this strike!"
Imitating Zhang Ziling's technique, Wang Shangren likewise formed a palm in the air, identical to Zhang Ziling's, except it shot skyward from the earth.
"Sect Master, save us!"
Seeing the palm descend from the heavens, the disciples aboard the flying vessel were scared out of their wits and cried out in panic.
Wang Shangren's eyes nearly split apart. Only then did he realize he had fallen into Zhang Ziling's trap. From beginning to end, Zhang Ziling's target had never been him, but the flying vessel behind him. In a moment of carelessness, he had allowed Zhang Ziling's scheme to succeed.
By now, it was already too late to withdraw his palm force.
"Boom—"
The two enormous palms slammed together. The huge flying vessel shattered in an instant, and the screams were immediately swallowed by the tremendous impact. A rain of blood blossomed in the air.
Shen Yi was so shocked that he could not speak. Several hundred living lives had vanished before his eyes just like that, and for the first time, fear rose within him.
"Zhang Ziling!"
Wang Shangren's fury blazed. Those had been the