Standing atop a mountain, Jia Tu stared at the light screen before him. The murderous intent in his eyes was almost palpable, causing the temperature across the world to plummet.

He didn't think Zhou Yuan could kill Xiao Yin with a single palm strike.

“A foundation of 4.3 billion…  

“Grade-8 Genesis Qi...    

“A palm strike comparable to a Saint Genesis art…”    “

Jia Tu’s gaze grew increasingly vicious. He was aware of Zhou Yuan’s general strength through his spying, and he felt that Xiao Yin was only killed in seconds because he was too careless. After all, he originally appointed another two people to help him deal with Zhou Yuan. If they had joined forces, Zhou Yuan could have...