By then, how many hands he could conjure, be it a Hundred-Armed Giant or a Thousand-Arms... that would be hard to say.
The enormous Wooden Spirit Hand descended with an incredibly alarming force, accompanied by damage from the Spirit Substance that could hardly be blocked by shields. The dazzling light was the 'Soul-Purifying Light' of the Purifying Spirit Wood, coming with a grim killing intent. Even the Domain of Void trembled slightly at this strike, eliciting feedback.
In Ian's perception, the Wooden Spirit Hand was not merely a chopping palm, but a terrifying slash with a solid presence, carrying the purest intent of annihilation. It swept down with the violent momentum of storms and dark clouds enveloping the peak of the Iron Dragon Nest, as if a vast sea of clouds were cleaving toward him, assailing both body and soul!
