Just as she was lost in thought.
Yao Guangjing suddenly stepped forward. This hunched old woman had an appearance somewhat reminiscent of Zhang Ren, who cultivated the Celestial Corpse Skill, with skin like orange peel and withered hands, yet unexpectedly, she was a Body Cultivator!
In almost an instant, she appeared before Ye Qingchen, and at the same time, her withered hand came crashing down from above.
Crackling sounds!
The surrounding void shattered, and before her hand even touched the ground, it had already collapsed, hinting at the shape of a massive palm print. This palm imprint was as large as a hundred feet in diameter—an unbelievable sight considering her fragile frame harbored such terrifying power!
"Get out of the way!"
As Yao Guangjing's hand came down from the heavens, Ye Qingchen suddenly stepped forward, True Qi surging turbulently, his long hair dancing without wind. With a fierce upward palm strike, he met the descending hand from above.
