The man's face was as cold as water, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Though still over a hundred miles away, he clasped his hands to form a seal.
The power dispersed over hundreds of miles, transforming into a torrential downpour, condensed into a gigantic palm spanning over tens of miles, slapping down towards Yu Ziqing.
No matter how serpentine Yu Ziqing's movements were, he couldn't completely evade such power.
Wu Shuangge's head emerged from the ground, and the moment Yu Ziqing approached, he grabbed Yu Ziqing and Cece's feet and took them underground to escape.
The giant palm landed, and for a moment, the earth shook, and the ground trembled. The sensation of the tremor was felt for thousands of miles.
To the north of Jinlan Mountain, You Zhen stood in his courtyard, glancing towards the southeast, sighing.
"My family's son has such filial piety. Alas, at his age, he didn't possess such skills…"
