C225 Great Creation Palm(3)

A dense aura emanated from the heavy armor, deep and tinged with a hint of sonorousness. On the axe, a light so dark it was almost absolute flickered, causing the shadowy space itself to tremble slightly.

"Strike!"

Lau Feiyang's shout erupted suddenly, his axe swinging down in a world-ending arc upon the stone steps with silent finality.

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Atop Dragon Tiger Mountain