"Heavy Iron Fist Second Layer, Golden Spirit Fist!"
Immediately, a golden spiritual light exploded, the old man's entire arm shone brilliantly with golden light, the spiritual pressure was terrifying, and there was a rumbling sound.
The matter was not yet over; the old man gathered the spiritual energy around him onto his radiant golden right hand, merging it with all his own strength.
All the strength was poured into it, and finally, the old man even infused his spiritual power into the golden right hand.
The golden fist hovered in the air, emitting a dazzling light, like a blazing sun.
The pitch-black night sky was suddenly adorned with magnificent beauty.
At this moment, Zhenshui Yin was no longer calm but extraordinarily solemn.
It was clear that even it did not expect the old man's strength to be so formidable, enough to pose a threat to it.
However, it remained unafraid because it had not yet unleashed its true power.
