Before his palm even arrived, the force of Li Weiyi's seal, condensed before his palm, had already crushed the air inward as it descended.
Bang!
Lu Can's senses and combat experience were extraordinarily sharp. Even with darkness before his eyes, the tiger claw he struck out with still collided precisely with Li Weiyi's palm.
That terrifying force pressed down on him once more.
Lu Can felt as though his tiger claw and arm no longer belonged to him, numb and senseless. The next instant, the heavy palm force slammed brutally into his chest.
Pfft!
Lu Can's three-meter-tall tiger-like body flew backward.
Before he could land and steady himself, Li Weiyi chased after him on silver clouds of magical power. His finger became a sword, piercing through Lu Can's brow and shattering his skull.
This was Compassionate Sail Opening Light from the Chan Sect Twelve Loose Hand Techniques, a finger technique.
When Li Weiyi had used this move just now, he had vaguely sensed magical power in his right index and middle fingers about to entwine and condense into a strand of force that could fly out from his body. But lacking the strength to follow through, the finger force had failed to take shape.
He secretly guessed that once he opened the Seventh Spring, or perhaps the Eighth Spring, and the magical power within his body grew more abundant, this move would likely undergo some wondrous transformation.
The Trace Meridians extending from the Sixth Spring at his chest had increased to six.
Hearing the wind, Li Weiyi turned and struck out with both palms at the two Seven Springs martial cultivators who were swinging swords at him from midair.
Behind him came a boom as Lu Can crashed down more than thirty feet away. Blood and brain matter spilled from