Catching Blades Barehanded.
This left Wushuang Zi utterly stunned.
His light wheel was the Iridescent Purple-Gold Wheel among the 108 Mystical Powers, not some ordinary blade.
Forget touching it—even getting close would have one's flesh shredded into a bloody blur.
Yet Chen Mo had not only approached it, but grabbed it directly with both hands.
And the light wheel had yet to harm him.
Seeing this, Wushuang Zi could only clench his hand.
The light wheel instantly exploded, blasting Chen Mo away.
Chen Mo had been able to catch it only because the Black Tortoise Treasure Art had greatly depleted the light wheel's power. Moreover, it had bought Chen Mo enough time to land a hit.
Then, it was the strength of his physical body that kept him from being injured by the light wheel.
Still, the shockwave from the exploding light wheel sent him flying.
After all, there was a vast disparity between Chen Mo's current strength and Wushuang Zi's former strength.
Bridging that gap was still rather difficult.
Yet this move also made Wushuang Zi take Chen Mo seriously.
"Let me see whether you can take another move from me."
Another light wheel suddenly condensed behind Wushuang Zi. It was incomparably dazzling and brilliant; compared to it, everything around it seemed to have lost its radiance.
"Galaxy!"
With no other choice, Chen Mo used his strongest move.
Vast spiritual power surged out of his body.
Moments later, a massive planet appeared above Chen Mo's head.
Nine suns and nine moons rose into the sky.
The Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird flew beside it, chanting in long cries.
The White Tiger roared as well.
Not only that, the entire planet brimmed with vitality, as though it contained unimaginable energy. Endless auspicious rays burst forth from it, as if it