Yellow Springs Finger

"Misunderstanding? There was no misunderstanding! Back then, Yao Xiaotian and the Great Elder joined forces to poison and wound me, then sealed me at the Bottom of the Yellow Springs for hundreds of years."

"If I had not been fortunate enough to be rescued this time, I would likely have remained sealed within the Nine Nether Yellow Springs for the rest of my life. Now that he sees I have escaped, naturally he wants to silence me as quickly as possible," Yao Ming said with a faint smile.

"What?!"

Yao Ming's words exploded beside everyone's ears like a clap of thunder.

At once, every gaze turned toward the Great Elder.

"Great Elder, is what Clan Chief Yao Ming said true?" Several elders shouted angrily.

"This man is an impostor. You believe what he says?" the Great Elder said darkly.

He immediately flicked his sleeve and said grimly, "In that case, I shall personally capture him, make him speak the truth, and give everyone an explanation."

The moment the Great Elder finished speaking, his figure abruptly vanished. When he reappeared, he was already before Yao Ming. His withered palms had turned pitch-black, while a foul stench of deadly poison spread through the air.

Withered Leaf Great Poison Palm!

"Heh!" Yao Ming chuckled and raised a hand, pointing one finger forward.

Yellow Springs Finger!

Vast energy gathered and, under Yao Ming's control, swiftly condensed into a dark-yellow finger several hundred zhang long.

The finger's surface appeared incomparably rough, yet it emanated a faint power of destruction. From afar, it looked like a world-destroying finger extended by a god, towering between heaven and earth.

"Great Elder, do you recognize this move? One finger to Yellow Springs, severing life and death!"

Yao Ming sneered at the Great Elder, whose expression had changed slightly, then