The golden, gleaming giant hand stretched ten thousand zhang across, as though it could blot out the sky and sun. In the blink of an eye, it crossed hundreds of li and met the several hundred peerless demons charging toward it.
From another angle, those several hundred demons looked like a swarm of mosquitoes flying straight into a boundless golden wall!
"Rumble..."
Rolling thunder echoed across the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the giant hand slapped toward the several hundred demons.
Any one of these demons could have thrown the world into chaos if released, yet they appeared exceptionally fragile now. The weakest died the instant they touched the giant hand. The slightly stronger ones were sent flying and knocked unconscious. Only a handful of experts could still stand after being blasted away, dragging their severely wounded bodies behind them.
For a moment, the half-crippled demons were stunned. The righteous immortals and deities, who had been prepared to die, were stunned as well, and all of them turned to look this way.
Above the White Dragon and Tianyou Deputy Marshal, An Yang sat cross-legged atop a lotus platform. His bearing was solemn and majestic, his entire body dazzling with golden light as he looked indifferently at Eternal Life Great Emperor, muttering something under his breath.
Only the nearby White Dragon and Tianyou Deputy Marshal could make out the scripture he was reciting—
"Seventeen, record everything I'm doing right now!... Then don't process it yet. Make a complete copy first!"
White Dragon and Tianyou Deputy Marshal exchanged bewildered looks. They were awed by the scene, but had no idea what he was talking about.
An Yang, meanwhile, felt his entire body brimming with divine power that he had never been able to imagine before. Every finger, every strand of