Soul Bone Shifting Hand
When he finished speaking, he reached out and probed the air before him with his palm. Soul Power so powerful that no one dared look straight at it—so powerful that even one more glance seemed to make the Sea of Soul ache—rapidly gathered into shape.
Xiao Lian narrowed his eyes slightly. He paid no attention to the old man's words, only gazing at the thin crack on the Star Borrowing Tower with a grave expression, as if he could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Seeing his dazed expression, Long Pingzhan sneered, a trace of arrogance at the corner of his mouth. He shouted, "Kid, to have reached this level at such a young age means you're exceptionally gifted! It's just too bad you ran into me. Today, you'll meet your end here!"
"Soul Bone Shifting Hand!"
As he spoke, he raised his palm high. It grew larger and larger, like an immeasurably vast, heavy mountain, and came crashing down on Xiao Lian!
What was horrifying was that it was made entirely of Soul Power! The soul energy pouring from the edge of the palm was something even the many cultivators present with powerful soul talents dared not casually test.
The moment they got close, their Sea of Soul would be violently shaken. The aura at the palm's edge was like wildly spinning saw teeth, constantly shredding anyone who tried to approach and probe it.
Xu Lie's brows knitted tightly. His Soul Power had only just managed to cross the threshold, but faced with this aura, he couldn't even get close, let alone see just how powerful it was.
Seeing his expression, Yu Bo Yi's face grew grave as well. In a low voice, he asked, "Brother Xu, can Brother Lian withstand this move?"
Xu Lie