This vast power descended from the heavens, like a mountain pressing down.
Chu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, sheathed his sword, and formed seals with both hands.
Great Demon Subduing Seal.
A violet-gold palm imprint condensed in midair.
The Demon Subduing Divine Tree, towering into the heavens, suddenly brightened. Its originally soft, drifting radiance streamed into the golden palm.
The golden hand rapidly changed—violet-gold, pure gold, pale gold, light yellow, white.
From the size of one hand, it grew to two hands, then three.
By the time it flew from before him to three meters above his head, it had already expanded fourfold.
The crystalline giant palm met the power pouring down from the void.
"Rumble..."
An explosion erupted overhead, like a thunderclap.
Everyone immediately felt dizzy and disoriented, barely able to remain standing.
Their blood and qi churned and boiled, their hearts seeming ready to leap from their chests.
Amid a muffled boom, the giant palm shattered into crystalline fragments that scattered in every direction.
Chu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes. The seals formed by his hands changed, like two flowers blooming.
The Demon Subduing Divine Tree, reaching from heaven to earth, swayed gently, seemingly in time with the movements of his hands, almost at the same rhythm.
The soft, starlike rays fell faster, streaming into the giant palm's fragments.
The scattered fragments gathered back toward the center, once more condensing into a giant palm.
The giant palm was crystal clear, like an ice sculpture, more solid than before.
It struck upward again.
"Bang!"
The muffled blast was like thunder.
Blood welled from the corners of everyone's mouths.
The Golden Sword at Chu Zhiyuan's waist suddenly shot into the sky and sliced lightly through the air.
"Rip!"
Like silk cloth being torn apart.
A violent gale suddenly rose, sweeping the white