"Enough. Hand of Heaven, descend."
All at once, Ye Lin's expression hardened.
Besides the Human Emperor Sword, he still had one trump card left: the Invincible Art, Hand of Heaven.
He currently had more than a hundred billion luck points. With that much luck powering the Hand of Heaven, what could a mere restriction possibly amount to?
Ye Lin slowly extended his palm.
The next moment, an unbelievable sight unfolded.
Within the roiling demonic clouds shrouding Black Wind Mountain, streaks of dazzling golden light appeared.
As time passed, the golden light grew ever more blinding, ever more brilliant.
In the end, a gigantic golden palm emerged above the heavens. The incomparably dense demonic clouds were completely dispersed by the golden radiance emanating from it.
An extreme pressure radiated from the golden palm, spreading across a radius of over a million li.
The living beings dwelling around Black Wind Mountain fled into the distance one after another.
Within Black Wind Mountain, countless succubi hid away in terror, their entire bodies trembling as they raised their eyes toward the heavens.
"What in the world is that? Could it be that some great power has made a move again to wipe out Black Wind Mountain?"
"S-so terrifying... Even a trace of the aura from that golden hand could casually suppress and kill me. What level of powerhouse is this?"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I only drained the essence of a few cultivators. It was a fair trade, something both sides agreed to willingly. Surely that doesn't warrant death, does it?"
"Kill you? A powerhouse like that wouldn't even spare you a glance. They must be here for Black Mountain Old Monster. This time, let's see whether that bastard dies or not."
"They're here for her again. She