"Th-this is impossible!"
High in the sky, Futu Xuan stared in utter disbelief as Xiao Yan effortlessly supported the ancient stone tower, whose towering height seemed almost endless, with a single palm.
Even though he had already taken Xiao Yan's terrifying strength very seriously, seeing him hold up the Buddha Pagoda Gu Clan's Ancestral Tower so effortlessly still shook him to his core.
After all, the Ancestral Tower had accumulated the power of countless Saint Grade experts of the Buddha Pagoda Gu Clan over countless years. It contained seemingly inexhaustible might and had genuinely suppressed, trapped, and killed Saint Grade experts in the past.
Even late-stage Saint Grade experts would have to retreat before such power. Once pinned beneath the Ancestral Tower, they would have to expend tremendous effort merely to have any hope of escaping.
Yet now, that same might could not shake Xiao Yan in the slightest. He had even lifted the Ancestral Tower with just one palm.
Behind Xiao Yan, Qing Yanjing was also momentarily stunned by the sight, her red lips parting slightly despite herself.
From Futu Xuan's attitude toward Xiao Yan, and how easily Xiao Yan had toyed with Xuan Guang and Mo Tong, she could tell that his current strength was truly formidable enough to make even the entire Buddha Pagoda Gu Clan wary.
But only upon seeing him lift the Ancestral Tower so effortlessly did she realize how far this man had come during their decade and more apart.
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
Futu Xuan roared and unleashed his cultivation to its utmost, driving the Ancestral Tower's power to its limit. Even the entire Futuo Realm trembled slightly.
Yet the Ancestral Tower remained suspended quietly in the air, effortlessly supported by that enormous hand of flame, its might unable to press down even