"My guess was right. You really hadn't gone far!"
As danger descended, the White Lotus Envoy showed no panic. Instead, a strange smile spread across his face!
Ever since learning that the mysterious man had deliberately lured those experts to the Bodhisattva Temple, he had guessed that the man would not leave so easily.
Perhaps he was lying in ambush somewhere outside the temple.
Half of his bedraggled appearance had come from Black Tiger's beating; the other half was a deliberate disguise meant to draw the mysterious man into attacking.
Apart from his exquisite movement technique, his overall strength is only at the Eight Refinements level—once he gets close and has nowhere to dodge, I can slap him dead with one palm!
Confident in himself, the White Lotus Envoy felt delight rather than alarm at the ambush and immediately unleashed his strongest strike. "Old Mother Thinks of You Palm!"
This palm strike seemed even stronger than the one he had used while pursuing Wei Sheng, and it slammed fearlessly toward the figure descending from above!
Die!!
The White Lotus Envoy abruptly raised his eyes, a crazed scarlet gleam flickering within them. His expression was savage and triumphant, as though he could already see Wei Sheng being slapped to death.
But the next second.
His smile froze on his face.
Crack!
A faint sound rang out.
The lotus in his palm shattered instantly.
It broke into pieces as though an ancient Ox Demon had brutally trampled it.
"How could this be?!"
The White Lotus Envoy's eyes widened as he stared incredulously at that sky-shrouding palm, his pupils contracting sharply. "Th-this is... Palm Force?
"!!"
An ordinary palm strike naturally could not create the impression of blotting out the sky and sun.
Only Palm Force, which gathered the power of heaven and