Jin Hao's expression turned thoroughly cold as he raised his hand. In his palm, the golden flame slowly emerged.
As the flame appeared, dazzling light shot up to the sky. Merely looking directly at the light would give a slight sting to the eyes.
Jin Hao said coldly, "Mo Ye, your hour has come. Dying in front of everyone will at least count as a glorious end."
Jin Hao waved his hand, and golden light gathered in the air to form a large golden hand, pressing towards Mo Ye.
There was no probing, nor any hesitation.
Jin Hao's strike was an outright killing blow.
With his Peak of Tribulation Crossing strength and the false fire's enhancement, he intended to crush Mo Ye's confidence and defenses in an instant.
The powerful force erupted violently.
The entire life-and-death battlefield seemed to tremble, as the giant golden hand covered the sky like a canopy, rapidly approaching.
Mo Ye looked up at the sky.
