Palm Sumeru?

"Earth Fire Divine Fiend Punch!"

Just as Mei Xiyue fell into a disadvantage, with danger closing in on all sides.

A scorching black wave of heat surged toward her.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

Even though Mei Xiyue's Wood Element True Qi shield had only been brushed by the aftershock of the punch, it was instantly burned away. Her True Qi dripped down like water boiling in a pot.

But the fine gold all around them was the real target of the punch. It melted even faster, turning into molten metal.

"It's actually Fire Element True Qi!" The golden figure that Qi Xiu had transformed into darkened his expression and ground his teeth.

Fire countered metal. The two of them were at the same level of strength, so the counter was naturally effective. Only when there was an overwhelming difference in strength would such a counter cease to matter.

Yet when this kid hadn't made a move, the aura he revealed had only been at the Spirit Condensing Realm.

But the moment he struck, his aura surged, reaching the strength of the Divine Domain Realm.

"Ah! Ah!"

Just then, two screams rang out.

The two Confucian Sect Scholars at the Spirit Condensing Realm had been unable to withstand the countless tentacles. They were pierced through, their bodies torn apart, and died.

Their souls seemed to be drawn away by the force of gravity, shooting off at incredible speed. Even across space, they escaped without obstruction and vanished.

Zhao Han, who had been handling the fight with ease, happened to see this.

"Even across an Exotic Space, their souls can return safely. This Haoran Sect of the Confucian Sect, one of the Four Great Holy Lands, really is remarkable!"

Zhao Han's heart tightened. He gained a little understanding of the Haoran Sect of