Dreadful Elysian Heaven

Elysian Heaven was so petite and delicate that Lin Qi had always felt he could blow her away with a single breath.

But that Beauty's White Bones Hand from earlier had sent chills crawling over him, making him realize that this sweet, pretty little girl was far from as simple as she looked. So when Elysian Heaven activated the Divine Light Illumination Indestructible Bright Jade Scripture, Lin Qi tried throwing a punch at her.

Elysian Heaven possessed the cultivation of a lower-stage Saint Master. Even the weakest lower-stage Saint Master warrior—apart from supreme oddities like Hu Xinzhu, who specialized in schemes and dirty tricks—had a body tempered by battle qi over countless years and refined through several heavenly lightning tribulations. Their raw physical strength alone exceeded ten million jin.

Once they activated their battle qi, even the weakest lower-stage Saint Master could unleash explosive force exceeding several tens of millions of jin. That was why Saint Masters could easily shift a small mountain, sever a river, and accomplish feats that mortals regarded as miracles.

Thus, Lin Qi instinctively kept the power of this punch at around ten million jin. This was the dividing line between a Saint Warrior and a Saint Master: being able to unleash a punch of ten million jin through physical strength alone proved one possessed strength at the Saint Master level or above. A Saint Warrior could never throw such a heavy punch.

Seeing Lin Qi's fist crashing down, Elysian Heaven narrowed her eyes in a smile and lightly raised a palm to meet it.

Just like the Beauty's White Bones Hand, Elysian Heaven's palm met his with gentle, graceful softness, not even stirring the slightest sound of wind. If not for the extraordinarily gorgeous, translucent jade-white hue of her hand, there would have been no