"Such trivial tricks, and you dare to try and fool me?"
He let out a cold laugh, slowly raising his right hand.
In the center of his palm, golden light flickered.
A massive phantom of a sun wheel suddenly appeared.
The scorching light stabbed painfully into the eyes of the crowd.
"Sun... Sun Wheel Palm?! How is this possible..."
Flowing Light Dance's pupils contracted tightly, her face ashen.
As the Chairman of the Council of Elders of the Nebula Race, how could she not recognize this legendary divine art?
It is said to be the supreme divine technique condensed from the Heavenly Dao Laws!
It's rumored that when cultivated to the extreme, it can destroy everything in a mere snap of the fingers.
And now, it was being used effortlessly by Zhang Beixing as if it were second nature.
This young man, where did he come from?!
"Break for me!"
Zhang Beixing yelled loudly, suddenly thrusting his palm forward.
Whoosh!
A golden pillar of light burst forth from his palm.
