My Father Is Too Powerful

Song Ankang took Song Chang'an's hand as she looked on curiously, then turned into a streak of light and vanished beyond the horizon.

In just a few breaths, before Song Chang'an's astonished eyes, the two had crossed the Human Race's lands and arrived within an endless mountain range near the Chaos Plain.

So fast!

Is this Father's strength? Speed like this alone is something no Seventh Grade cultivator could achieve. Father really has hidden so, so much.

"You wanted to know your father's strength, didn't you? Then watch closely!"

Under Song Chang'an's horrified gaze, Song Ankang lightly slapped out with his right hand. Soon, a giant hand that blotted out the sky emerged amid the nine heavens, enveloping the endless mountain range beneath their feet. It spanned over a hundred million square kilometers, already far exceeding the Human Race's territory.

"Ah..."

Song Chang'an's mouth fell open as she stared blankly at the sky-covering giant hand. It slowly descended into the endless mountain range and effortlessly grasped the entire range in its palm. Song Chang'an could even see countless panicked demonic creatures and ghosts within the mountains being seized.

Among those demonic creatures and ghosts were quite a few whose auras shook the heavens, seemingly having surpassed the Seventh Grade. Yet beneath her father's sky-covering hand, these creatures had no power to resist at all and could only flee frantically in every direction.

Is this Father's true strength?

What level is he at? Ordinary True Immortals shouldn't be this powerful. Could he be one of the most powerful True Immortals?

Song Chang'an, who knew little about realms above the Seventh Grade, could only guess. Then, dumbstruck, she watched her father set down the endless mountain range again before vanishing with her as though teleporting. Soon, they had crossed several billion kilometers