Everyone looked at the scene fearfully, their faces showing expressions of disbelief.
An even more terrifying scene unfolded, as the shattered objects gathered together, merging onto the black palm seal.
The black palm seal instantly doubled in size!
If this palm were to fall, it would surely crush a car!
Let alone a mortal body!
Is this the power of the White-faced Buddha?
A seemingly light palm with such might?
"Controlling objects with the mind, that's a technique of the Spirit Master!"
"What a Spiritual and Martial Dual Cultivation!"
"No wonder it's the White-faced Buddha! This kid is going to be smashed into pulp!"
The crowd exclaimed.
In the blink of an eye, the black palm seal crashed down like covering the sky and the earth.
Zhao Yiran and others even closed their eyes, unwilling to witness the tragic scene.
"Get lost!"
But suddenly, they heard Ye Qingtian shouting, and the black palm seal shattered, exploding in mid-air and dispersing into nothingness.
