C1324 8 Million Strikes

Boom!

Ye Feng, who had not spoken a single word, quietly waited for the big hand to grab him. The instant his palm landed, he summoned his Nine Extreme Heavenly Stele like lightning.

Thunderous flames curled around the monolith inscriptions. With a fierce strike, the monolith collapsed onto the palm of his hand.

Ka-cha! *

Even if it was a Later Period of King Stage expert