Mistress Wan Hua was as pale as a sheet as she stood rooted to the spot down below.

Not only had the entire formation diagram been completely wrecked by the giant golden hand, even the massive black lion behind her had curled up into the ball, having been completely immobilized by the tremendous force weighing down from above.

She had already summoned several defensive treasures to protect herself, but judging from the fearsome power displayed by the giant palm, she knew that those treasures wouldn't be able to do much at all.

She had been forced to use all of her trump cards, yet she had still been crushed by just a single palm from her opponent.

This was an extremely heavy psychological blow to someone as proud as she was.

"Thank you for the battle," Han Li said before withdrawing his arm.

At the same time, the giant golden palm above Mistress Wan Hua also vanished in a flash.

Before she knew it, she was on the other side of the light barrier, returning to the spectator stands with...