What?!
The Doom Crow was stunned. It knew Xia Ping's strength had surged and that it was no match for him, but it had never imagined that he would kill the Wind Centipede in a single move. It was simply unbelievable.
"Wind Centipede!"
The Three-Eyed Giant's eyes nearly split apart. The Wind Centipede was its companion. Though they were not terribly close, it still could not simply watch a lowly human kill it.
The problem was that the bastard human had struck far, far too quickly—so quickly that it had not been able to react at all.
By the time the Wind Centipede's body had been burned into charcoal and fallen to the ground, it finally reacted. But by then, the Wind Centipede was already dead. What the hell was there left to save?
But this was only the beginning.
"Die!"
With a boom, Xia Ping stepped forward and struck out with his right palm.
King-tier martial skill, Immovable Tathagata Palm!
This palm contained the might of astral energy, comparable to a master's blow. A golden Buddha condensed in midair, resplendent in gold and jade, bursting with dazzling light like a blazing sun.
Black flames coiled around the Buddha. As it thrust out its palm, gold and black intertwined, holiness and darkness fused, light and evil mingled together, exuding an incomparably eerie sensation.
Yet it was astonishingly powerful, as though the Buddha himself had descended upon the mortal world.
Boom!
This palm came crashing down upon the Earth-Splitting Porcupine charging toward him. The air itself seemed to collapse under its pressure, and the ground sank more than ten centimeters.
"Damn it!"
The Earth-Splitting Porcupine was utterly horrified. It felt as though a giant several hundred meters tall had fixed its gaze upon it. Though it was a massive wild boar,