C49 Great Devil Palm!

Qiao Gao's pupils narrowed as he fixed his gaze on the outstretched, austere palm before him. A wild surge of essence energy burst forth from within him, coalescing into a massive black palm imbued with a demonic aura.

"What is this? Some kind of low-level martial arts?" Qiao Gao mused, a hint of curiosity in his tone