Lin Feiqian shuddered from head to toe in fright. He hurriedly let out a shout, and the group hastily whipped up enormous waves and fled east at top speed, escaping the Eye of the Void's range of surveillance as quickly as possible. Several exceptionally powerful divine wills coiled down from the high sky, and a deep, icy voice suddenly gave a savage laugh. "Take a guess—which Divine Clan's idiot is provoking the bottomless Ashir Divine Clan?"
A dense dark-golden divine radiance brewed within the Eye of the Void. Amid muffled thunder, a giant hand made of violent golden lightning, spanning a hundred miles, suddenly blasted out of the Eye of the Void and slammed down toward Lin Feiqian's group, who had already fled nearly ten thousand miles away. Wherever the palm passed, space collapsed; hundreds of islands of all sizes in the seas below turned into wisps of smoke and scattered. In the end, the lightning hand, bearing the force of a falling sky, crashed viciously down above Lin Feiqian and his party.
With a terrified shriek, a mass of white flame surged from above Lin Feiqian's head. A low tiger's roar rang out, and the white flame abruptly transformed into a winged white tiger a hundred miles long. It swept up countless incomparably sharp, glittering tides of metal elements, turning them into blade lights capable of cleaving a great mountain in two, and smashed fiercely into the giant hand.
With a tremendous boom, the lightning hand and the white tiger perished together. The terrifying impact produced by their violent collision worsened the injuries of the already heavily wounded Lin Feiqian and the others. Lin Feiqian, who bore the brunt of it, let out a strange cry as blood gushed continuously from his seven apertures. He felt as if his