C322 Restraining Hand

"Such a strong aura … Is this Young Noble Feng's real trump card?" Su Zhiyu muttered. She had already witnessed Lian Wushen's power and methods from the treasure trove of the Golden True God.

But at this moment, she realized that Lian Wushen's methods were far from that. This ancient picture scroll was his real trump card!

Even the blood-colored hand was terrified