"Bang!"
The ground within several dozen meters of Baili Qingfeng collapsed once again. Stone fragments sprayed everywhere, stirring up a great cloud of dust.
At the center of the dust cloud, a gigantic palm print had been forcibly stamped into the ground.
Struck by that palm, the Golden Flame on Baili Qingfeng's body was extinguished, and the tremendous force left him unable to stand straight.
Fortunately, the circular magnetic field within him could continuously provide him with energy.
Although the force of that palm could extinguish the Golden Flame on his body, effectively breaking through the defense of the Golden Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art, in only a moment, the endless energy surged over and reactivated the golden flames.
Unless his opponent tripled the frequency of his palm strikes... or increased it tenfold, there was no way he could simply beat him to death.
But that was not the main point. The main point was...
"Descending from the heavens, a palm technique... It really is Buddha's Palm!"
Baili Qingfeng looked at the figure descending through the sky and could not help sinking into memories.
When he had first set foot on the path of martial cultivation, he had yearned deeply for a sword art whose sword qi stretched thirty thousand miles.
Unfortunately, Second Grandfather Baili Changkong did not possess such a technique, so he had been forced to lower his hopes again and again—from a sword art spanning thirty thousand miles, down to a Flying Sword art that could sever the clouds and skies with a single sword, and then down to the sword art Celestial Flight...
Now, he possessed the sword art Celestial Flight. The Star Assassination Art could be counted as one.
He also possessed a sword art capable of severing the clouds and skies with a single sword.