A single copper coin had actually sent a living man weighing over a hundred jin flying, killing him instantly.
How much strength did that require?
No one could guess.
Yet the white-haired old man, Sleeve Universe, had noticed something else.
Though he too despised Poison Punishment Iron Hand's conduct, he acknowledged the man's strength. Yet such a Rank Two expert had been crippled after a single exchange.
Moreover, the copper coin had struck with such tremendous force without piercing through the body. That control over force was simply earth-shattering!
Zhao Wu Mian's heart abruptly leaped into his throat. He knew this matter could not be resolved peacefully today.
Wei Yu and Poison Punishment Iron Hand—two Rank Two experts lost in a single day. This was a loss Phoenix Purity Hall could never accept.
From a black sedan chair in the distance came a faint sigh.
A frail gaze passed through the curtain of the sedan chair and looked this way from afar, seemingly watching the situation as well.
Zhao Wu Mian raised a hand to stop the enraged disciples and subordinates behind him. He stepped forward personally, flicked his sleeve, and fixed his gaze on the other party.
"This humble Daoist is Zhao Wu Mian. Allow me to personally experience Your Excellency's Thousand Hands divine skill."
An indescribably faint aura suddenly spread from him. Even ordinary people felt a soft breeze blowing into their faces.
An invisible force field naturally formed around the two men.
Though weak, Lin Xin's heart trembled. This man had reached such a realm without relying on spiritual energy alone.
Using intent to stir the primordial energy of heaven and earth!
That was already something only Foundation Establishment cultivators could accomplish.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He narrowed his eyes at the man.
Whoosh!! The Wind Sound roared.