That jade-like giant hand tore open the canopy of heaven, as though it had forcefully reached in from another Crystal Wall System, grasping directly at Overlord, who had been battered relentlessly by Ye Xiwen and was on the verge of a miserable death.
"You want to save someone from my hands? Did you think I hadn't made any preparations?" A cold sneer flashed across Ye Xiwen's lips.
As that strike descended, it seemed to freeze time and space alike.
"What is this?" Ice Emperor was the first among them to react. As an Emperor, his reactions were naturally far faster than ordinary people's. He discovered that even he seemed to have been immobilized by that giant hand.
"How is that possible?!"
His first reaction was disbelief. With his strength, even if Ye Xiwen could defeat or kill him, it would be impossible for Ye Xiwen to pin him in place. Much less when this giant hand clearly seemed not to be within the Myriad Realms at all, but in some distant place beyond.
Separated by such an immense distance, yet its mere aftershock had nearly immobilized him—what kind of terrifying existence was that? Compared to the master behind that giant hand, whether it was himself or Martial Emperor, neither was a match at all.
They were not even on the same level.
Could someone truly be powerful to such an extent?
He could not help swallowing hard, scarcely daring to believe it. If that were true, then even Emperors might not truly control this world. But if so, why had he, after living for so long, never heard of such a person in the Myriad Realms? He had lived through the Myth Era, the Ancient Era, the Middle Ancient Era, the Near Ancient Era, and all the way to the