Su Yi had lost his patience, and he couldn’t be bothered to waste any more words.

He put away his wine jug and Abstruse Celestial, then approached the jailer bare-handed.

He’s attacking, just like that!? The crowd was stunned, and their minds almost went blank.

They would never have anticipated this, not even if someone had hit them over the head. Su Yi wasn’t just not scared of this terrifying, mysterious man. No, he couldn’t even be bothered to talk to him!

Furthermore, he’d even gone and put away his sword. It seemed he planned to fight barehanded!

This was so domineering that it seemed rather muddleheaded. 

Even Fu Qingyun’s eyes widened. Su Yi’s sudden decision left him stunned.

“You lost your cool so easily?” The man in black was stunned too, and his eyes shone with ridicule. “Do you think that standing at the pinnacle of the Spirit Dao means you can act as you please, heedless of the consequences? All I can say is, you… know nothing of true power.”

As his voice echoed through the air, he swung his sleeves.

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled. A pair of dim gray light radiance surged forth, condensing into a millstone-sized palm imprint that bore down on the skies.

The aura emanating from the palm imprint was incomparably strange....