The Dragon Scales all over Satan's body burst open.
Faced with that utterly bizarre palm strike, Satan froze. He stared at the man before him, whose eyes were now completely different. The strangeness of the attack, combined with that new gaze, made him feel an inexplicable twinge of Fear.
That gaze was incomparably sharp, looking down on the world with cold indifference. It was as if... as if a different Soul had taken over this vessel.
Meanwhile, Zhou Chen, who was experiencing it all firsthand, was utterly stunned. He subconsciously screamed in his Soul, 'Are you fucking kidding me?!'
"Hmph—" Li Xiye smirked smugly. "Now do you see how your body is meant to be used?"
Zhou Chen didn't answer, still reeling from the shock of that palm strike.
He knew his own body best. Just now, Li Xiye had only used ten percent of her Power—just ten percent!
