Qin He had held nothing back in that palm strike.
He had no desire to slaughter indiscriminately, but he had truly been left with no choice. There were too many enemies; if he was not ruthless, he could not protect his own life.
The pitch-black demonic palm swelled in midair, blotting out the sky and sun. Its palm wind carried the purest Malevolent Energy from the Demon Abyss. Rubble was swept up and spun beneath it, while even the air was compressed into a mournful howl.
This was a gamble.
What he gambled on was neither Li LInfeng's reason nor the rules of the Divine Punishment Department, but merely his instincts—what he had gleaned from their exchanges in battle, along with a tiny bit of physiognomy.
Had it been Zhang Xiu, Qin He would never have taken such a risk. Even if his meridians were all shattered, he would have slain the man first.
The instant the demonic palm descended, Li LInfeng turned into a golden rainbow.
He did not look back at the Teleportation Array, nor did he hesitate for even half a breath. The Merit Sacred Light around him surged explosively as he crossed his arms before his chest and rammed headlong into the demonic palm.
Golden sacred light collided with black Demonic Energy, erupting in a blinding flare. The shockwave cracked the surrounding stone pillars, and shattered rocks rained down like a storm.
"Bang!"
The muffled boom made the entire cavern tremble.
Li LInfeng staggered back several steps, a thread of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He had neutralized the palm force, but the impact still sent his blood and qi churning, dimming his Merit Divine Light by several degrees.
When he steadied himself and looked up, his pupils abruptly contracted.
Within the