C2426 Feng Zhentian Appeared!

The Great Grand Elder's eyes were wide with terror, having just skirted the brink of death.

A mere three inches from his throat was a palm, its touch a harbinger of mortality.

It belonged not to another, but to a lingering afterimage. Had it not been for the recent violent quake and the deafening roar that followed, his life would have been snuffed out.

Thus