C369 One Palm!

Ye Feng stood calmly in his place, his right hand quivering incessantly. In that instant, it felt as though he had punched a one-meter-thick steel plate, the severe pain suggesting his bones might shatter.

The Divine Fist's heart pounded wildly. He was well aware of his identity: the Divine Fist Grandmaster, a cultivator renowned throughout Songjiang, whose fists could overpower any foe