Chapter 609

That hand was gaunt and wrinkled, yet it seemed to contain every truth between heaven and earth—fast and slow, light and heavy, life and death, all perfectly united in that chop. An early Supreme Realm expert's expression changed drastically. He shut his eyes abruptly, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "What a terrifying Dao! She has compressed her Great Dao to the absolute limit, concentrating all her power along the edge of her palm. It looks casual, but the slightest touch means death!"

Faced with this seemingly plain yet murderous strike, Jiang Han remained exceptionally calm. The phenomena that had originally circled behind him—the pale golden halo representing the Tremor-Tremor Fruit and the blue-green ribbons condensed from the faith of all heavens—instantly withdrew into his body. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a divine, radiant immortal spirit into an apparently ordinary mortal, without the slightest trace of transcendent aura.

Then he raised his right leg.

The movement was slow, so slow it looked like nothing more than an ordinary stretch. Yet in the eyes of Meng Tianzheng, Wang Changsheng, Zhao Haotian, and the other top Supremes, it was an entirely different sight—every movement Jiang Han made was precise to the extreme. The angle at which his knee bent, the height to which his foot rose, even the contraction of his leg muscles, all contained an indescribable rhythm. This was no simple kick, but a strike that perfectly fused spatial laws, control of power, and grasp of timing.

"Is this... uniting one's body with the Dao?" Meng Tianzheng sucked in a cold breath. He had guarded Emperor Pass for many years and seen countless duels between Supremes, but he had never witnessed such a return-to-basics style of combat. "He has completely drawn in the power of the Tremor-Tremor