C49 Great Devil Palm

Qiao Gao's eyes narrowed as he focused intently on the stern hand reaching out. A surge of chaotic energy erupted from within him, forming a massive, ominous black palm.

"What kind of basic martial art is this?" Qiao Gao wondered. In the vast memories of the Myriad Tribulation Pill Monarch, he hadn't encountered anything like it, suggesting it wasn't of a high level