C308 A High Ranking Monk of the Xuan Generation!

With a snap, Jiang Dao sprang into action, his hand shooting up to deliver a ferocious slap to an oncoming eminent monk. His palm was massive, resembling a small round table, with fingers bristling with red hair and barbs that exuded an air of unspeakable terror and aggression. The bulging veins on his palm alone were akin to writhing snakes.

His movements were swift and merciless