He Ping's strike was delivered with every ounce of his strength.
The power of Puppet Demon City was poured in its entirety into his Primordial Spirit dharma body. The tenfold force of the Supreme Yoga Shattering Vajra Vehicle erupted, and in a single blow, slammed into Elder Tao.
Boom!
All attacks were unleashed in that instant.
"Who?"
A sharp gleam flashed through the fat Elder Tao's eyes, before he could make any move.
Pop!
An earth-shattering killing move crashed down.
"Break free from a mote of dust, and clouds and thunder rise across the great thousand worlds!"
He Ping's attack was too fast. Seizing the opportunity, he struck out fiercely and let out a long roar.
"Ah!"
A cry rang out in the great hall—a miserable scream that resounded through heaven and earth.
With that one blow, He Ping brutally wounded this Manifestation Realm expert.
Elder Tao had never expected to be ambushed. Before he could react, that terrifying strike had pierced straight through his chest with a golden palm.
"Who is it?"
"I've been ambushed!"
"Who else is ambushing me?"
Elder Tao was by no means weak. He was a great cultivator who had attained "Dharma Has True Spirit," an accomplished master.
He had commanded the Sea Patrol Bureau for over two thousand years. The depth of his cultivation and the terror of his accumulated power had reached an inconceivable level.
And yet now, his body had been pierced through. That golden palm had entered through his chest and emerged from his back.
With a fierce pull, He Ping withdrew his hand. A heart now rested in his right palm. It was the color of glazed crystal, pure and translucent, beating unceasingly. Deep within its crystalline sheen lurked an arcane aura as unfathomable as the abyssal sea.
"What a