In an instant, streams of white energy suddenly appeared between the Faceless Man's palms.
The Faceless Man then viciously whipped the countless fine white threads toward Lin Han, a myriad of strands that completely enveloped him.
"Inner Strength Release, Gathering Qi into a Line? That's a Martial Emperor's technique! He knows it too?" an expert cried out, his face pale with shock.
"Dammit, he can even replicate the moves of a Martial Emperor? He's a genius! A peerless genius!"
The group of experts was terrified.
The scene before them was far too horrifying.
"He may have the techniques of a Martial Emperor, but ultimately, he's just a Martial King." Lin Han scoffed. 'As long as he's not an actual Martial Emperor, he's not worth my attention.'
The next instant, he raised his right fist, and his entire aura changed in a flash, as if he could shatter the heavens with a single punch.
"That kid is finished," Bai Zhengqing said, shaking his head.
