The moment that Yuan Heng gazed at Su Yi, Su Yi took action.

Bzzz!

He stretched out a long, slender, jade-like hand, and formless Dao Charm spread from between his fingers.

From a distance, his palm seemed to flow with clear, dreamlike radiance, as if it had been carved out of clear jade.

Boom!

A massive explosion suddenly rang out overhead. It was if a god had struck the human world with his palm, or as if a giant millstone were crushing the skies.

A palm fully ten feet across flew through the sky.

The tip of the flaming spear broke apart and shattered, inch by inch, as if it were made of paper.

The clear palm flying through the skies seemed slow, but it was actually fast. It continued unimpeded, straight toward Tie Modu.

Tie Modu bellowed, then raised his golden spear. It looked like a dazzling pole of fire as it met the palm head-on.

He struck with enough power to overturn a mountain, yet in the end, the palm merely shook, then continued bearing down on him.

His golden spear bent beneath the pressure!

Tie Modu’s expression shifted dramatically; it seemed that he dared not believe it. He roared, and his gaunt figure suddenly expanded. His muscles...