"Heavenly Flames?"
Seeing the cold giant palm he had condensed rapidly evaporated by Lin Ming's flames, Yao Xiaotian's brows furrowed slightly. A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, but even more of it was anger at being provoked.
Immediately, he gave a cold snort, and his hands suddenly formed one dazzling, complex hand seal after another before him, each filled with an ancient charm.
As Yao Xiaotian completed his seals, the energy between heaven and earth, which had just grown somewhat chaotic from the collision, seemed to be forcibly summoned and controlled by some invisible power. It gathered madly once more, even more violently than before!
The yellow crystals on the rock walls of the deep gorge blazed with light, and the Nine Nether Yellow Springs below churned violently as well, giving off an even denser cold aura.
"To die beneath my clan's clan-guarding Dou Technique can be counted as your honor, kid! Yellow Springs Finger—condense!"
Yao Xiaotian's icy voice resounded through heaven and earth. Under his precise control, vast energy rapidly gathered, compressed, and took shape in front of him!
In the blink of an eye, an energy finger, deep yellow from end to end and hundreds of zhang in size, abruptly formed!
The surface of this finger was rough, covered in natural rock-like lines and strange runes. It seemed like a finger of the god of death reaching out from the depths of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, its fingertip wreathed in faint destructive fluctuations that were nevertheless enough to make one's soul tremble.
It stood silently between heaven and earth, emitting a heavy might that seemed capable of suppressing everything. Even the light around it became distorted.
A cruel cold smile surfaced on Yao Xiaotian's face. His gaze locked onto Lin Ming below, and the finger