"This... was blocked?!"
Above the clouds, those unaware of the intricacies exclaimed in surprise, looking at Master Zangyue with eyes full of awe.
Yet, on the Cloud Chariot, many Golden Core cultivators remained expressionless, merely observing the situation silently.
In the recent exchange, Gu Yuan's sword light shone like the sun, dazzling and sharp, piercing through the powerful Qi blood and Qi power of Mountain-Suppressing Temple's Golden Core, tearing a ghastly wound across his palm.
However, the Primordial Magnetic Golden Bone of Mountain-Suppressing Temple proved to be extraordinary. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all Primordial Magnetic power seemed to converge in his palm, forming a sky-supporting net that forcibly halted the Boundless Sword Light.
But with Sun Fashan's cautionary tale still fresh in memory, where did this Mountain-Suppressing Temple Golden Core find the courage to utter the words "well-let"?
