Lady Wan Hua stood motionlessly, her face as pale as paper.
At that moment, not only was the entire formation diagram shattered into pieces by the tremor from the Golden Giant Palm, but also the Black Giant Lion behind the old woman was compressed into a ball by immense strength, clearly unable to budge at all.
Even though several defensive treasures, including a verdant Wooden Shield, flew out from Lady Wan Hua to protect her entire body, she understood that with the terrifying power of that massive palm, these treasures could hardly provide any real defense.
The opponent's True Demon Body was terrifying to such an extent that, with just a single palm, it defeated her despite utilizing her most potent method.
This instantly crushed Lady Wan Hua's usually prideful heart to ashes.
"I yield."
The giant form of Han Li merely said indifferently before retracting his outstretched arm.
