A palm seal, towering over twenty or thirty meters, descended from the sky, directly crushing the last remaining high-level fierce beasts into powder.
Within a radius of a few miles, no fierce beast could be seen standing anymore.
However, quite a few were lying on the ground, bones broken and tendons severed, still twitching as they were not completely dead.
Chen Fan's face showed a trace of helplessness.
The fierce beasts in this area had all been dealt with by him. Logically, he should move to another place.
However, these remaining high-level fierce beasts were also experience points. Though few, accumulating them would be a considerable amount.
Thus, he had no choice but to point his fingers towards those high-level fierce beasts. The true essence within him transformed into sword qi, shooting out from his fingertips, piercing through the skulls of one beast after another, leaving deep marks on the ground.
