Azure Dragon Robe Ghost

As the shout fell, a massive hand stretched out from the depths of the Imperial Palace, crossing half the palace complex as it crashed down upon Qin He.

Its force was like the sky collapsing, its speed like lightning.

Qin He's eyelid twitched. Almost on instinct, his figure flashed, and he vanished from where he stood.

In his place stood the Black Armored General, black qi beginning to billow from his entire body.

Boom!

The giant hand came down. Before the Black Armored General could react in any way, he was completely vaporized into black smoke.

The ground abruptly caved in, leaving behind an enormous handprint marked with claws.

Only now did they get a clear look at that hand. Its flesh was cracked open, blood-red fluid flowing from the fissures. Claws had grown from its fingertips, like a zombie's nails. Sparse black hairs clung to its skin, making it especially horrifying.

Yet what was most chilling was its aura.

Gloomy, icy, savage—as though it had gathered all the evil in the human world.

Boom!

The huge hand came swiftly and departed just as swiftly. It vanished in a turn, leaving behind a startled, suspicious voice. "You actually know a movement technique?"

"If you want to learn, I can teach you~" Qin He narrowed his eyes.

This truly was a high-end match. This ruthless thing was no opponent for Marquis of Purple Robes at the Wheel Sea Realm; even someone at the Dao Palace Realm would be useless against it.

With Supernatural Incidents, the key was having a means to restrain them.

Without a countermeasure, not to mention this vicious thing, even the countless ghost soldiers from before would leave two or three Dao Palace Realm cultivators joining forces unable to come away unscathed.

As for Qin He, among all