With a thunderous crash, Great Master Fa Tian's palm seemed to strike a wall forged from Essence of Geng Metal.
Xu Yi didn't move an inch. Great Master Fa Tian was so astonished that his thick, straight eyebrows nearly shot off his brow.
Countless eyes in the crowd fixed on Xu Yi's chest, as if the most breathtaking sight in the world had gathered there.
In an instant, a bizarre thought sprang into everyone's mind: Could Great Master Fa Tian still not have advanced to the Soul Sensing Realm? Was he all reputation and no substance?
If not, how could this scene have unfolded?
Surely no one could claim that a young man barely twenty had surpassed Soul Sensing experts. How was that possible?
Great Master Fa Tian couldn't care less what anyone else thought. He had spent every ounce of astonishment he'd ever felt in that one moment.
His palm landed, and Soul Malice burst forth. At the same time, a spirit projection shot straight toward Xu Yi's spiritual platform. He didn't dare let his guard down for even a moment.
Who could have guessed that as soon as Great Master Fa Tian made his move, Xu Yi's long hand would sweep across his face and smack him squarely on the left cheek? Great Master Fa Tian shot backward, blood spraying and broken teeth flying through the air.
Before Great Master Fa Tian could hit the ground, Xu Yi sprang up and landed beside Yan Zi in the blink of an eye. Great Master Fa Tian lay sprawled like a heap of mud, every bone in his body broken. He stared fixedly at Xu Yi, his eyes full of bewilderment.
"Master! Master!"
Several monks rushed to Great Master Fa Tian's side. The moment they tried to move him, the