Several giant hands descended, ripping the void apart by force. The power of space firmly imprisoned everything within dozens of miles around Xiao Hua. Forget fleeing—even the wind had to stand still! This power of space was entirely controlled by several ninth-grade Yuan Force Literary Saints and Literary Quwen from the Nangong Family!
"Good! Then watch this Xiao's methods!" Xiao Hua showed no fear. With a roar, he likewise slapped the crown of his head. "Boom, boom, boom..." Several thunderclaps rang out as lightning surged forth like an ocean tide, gathering into an enormous hand of lightning in midair and clawing back at those several five-colored hands!
Crack, crack, crack...
Whoosh...
Beneath Xiao Hua's lightning hand, the several giant hands of the Nangong Family all stalled. The True Qi and inscriptions that had previously flowed within them like flood dragons now stiffened like dead snakes. No matter how Nangong Tianzhi and the others urged them with all their strength, they could not make them move as they wished. A deathly intent, as though autumn frost had slain all living things, spread directly through those giant hands toward their fleshly bodies!
"Damn it!" Nangong Tianzhi roared, opening his mouth and spitting a mouthful of Natal True Qi into his giant hand. At the same time, several Literary Saints followed suit and spat out their Natal True Qi as well! Once the Natal True Qi entered, the several giant hands swelled again and clashed with Xiao Hua's lightning hand. Lightning filaments were like flood dragons, madly pouncing in, while True Qi was like dragons, swimming about as it fiercely counterattacked.
The battle between several ninth-grade Yuan Force experts had already affected an area hundreds of miles across. When Xiao Hua and Nangong Tianzhi's group began fighting, they had carefully risen into the