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It went without saying that the power of a Great Dao Field controlled by a supreme Saint-King was far beyond what one could imagine.
As one of the nine Netherworld Zen Masters of Earth Treasury Realm who had also cultivated Buddhist Nation in a Palm, Wuming’s depth and battle prowess were nothing to scoff at.
The supreme might displayed by his palm strike was so overwhelming that even quasi-Emperor Liang Chuan was startled, and the experts watching from the shadows were visibly shocked.
Yet, it was quietly neutralized by Lin Xun, who countered with a palm strike. As his palm qi burst forth…
Boom!
Wuming staggered. His clothes flapped violently, and his bamboo hat exploded to bits that shot out in all directions.
At the foot of the mountain, Old Monk Dukong suddenly uttered, “Rise!”
Instantly, the entire Guest Welcome Mountain was enveloped in an invisible layer of defensive force.
The cloth-robed old man expressionlessly retracted his right hand back into his sleeve; he had just intended to do the same thing.
Otherwise, this Guest Welcome Mountain would have been blown up right when the battle had just started.
“Too strong!”
“This fellow was concealing his strength too well. No wonder he was able to kill...
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