"What, he still has a trump card?"
The watching warriors were completely numb. They felt they had never seen such a formidable young generation in their entire lives.
"Can Ling Chen win?"
The people of Divine Intent Sect already had their hearts in their throats. By this point, they could only hope for a miracle.
Young Master Ye roared. His aura expanded, surging and overwhelming. He seemed unchanged on the outside, yet he gave an illusion of endless elevation, as if standing tall enough to reach the sky.
It was as if a gigantic, kingly shadow formed by True Qi stood behind Young Master Ye.
"Night Demon Sky-covering Fist!"
This punch was the Night King's strongest killing move. Wielded by the giant-like Young Master Ye, it exploded with a force capable of crushing all things, sweeping through the Void.
