Spanning Time
This palm seemed to contain immense magical power. The moment it reached out and curled into a claw, it was as though it possessed some sort of magnetism—or as though a tiny black hole lay within its palm—drawing all power into that single grasp.
"Ten thousand miles of drifting clouds sweep over emerald hills; along the middle path of the blue heavens flows a solitary moon."
Jin Chengliang chanted aloud. As this hand stretched forth, even Mie Jiudi's most ferocious offensive was dissolved.
This palm seemed to have reached a realm where it could do whatever it pleased, capable of anything, wondrous beyond measure.
"This is impossible!"
The four faces of the underworld commander were struck with indescribable shock.
Crack.
Jin Chengliang's hand caught the oncoming blue iron wolf-tooth club.
Mie Jiudi's blue iron greatclub contained the pinnacle of this underworld commander's cultivation. With one blow, all phenomena would collapse. This was a solid, straightforward attack of pure destructive force, without any flashy tricks.
Yet with a fierce clench of Jin Chengliang's right hand, the hundred-zhang-long giant club shattered with a crash, turning to flying ash. A gust swept through the void, scattering it into fine dust.
Boom!
A tremendous force exploded, shaking this stretch of spacetime. Heaven, earth, and the six directions all trembled.
One of Mie Jiudi's hands was jolted as well, its bones seeming to shatter.
"Just who is this person?"
This corpse demon also recognized the danger. Its remaining arms formed seals and held up the sky, while an enormous black sun suddenly crowded the space overhead.
In that instant, its majesty was boundless, making people unable to resist falling to their knees and wishing to bow in worship.
—The supreme vicious move from the Nether Zhenyu Naraka Sutra, "Black Star Illuminates the World,