C835 Fight Grand Purity Elder!!

Hundred fists!

Thousand fists!

Ten thousand fists!

It was as though two formidable shadows were locked in a fierce, unyielding clash within the void, reminiscent of sparks flying as a meteor collides with Earth.

They were locked in a standoff as precise and perilous as a needle's tip against a blade of wheat—both equally sharp, neither yielding an inch!

In this moment