"Damn you, rest assured, I will let you know the difference between us!"
Chu Kuang's eyes were blood-red, and the Confucian Sacred Essence surged over his body, bursting forth with overwhelming righteousness. On his right hand, twisted True Yuan seals emerged on each of his five fingers. As he struck out with his palm, five True Yuan seals blasted towards Ye Xuan.
"The Hand of the Saint."
Ye Xuan, having heard Xue Lingzi describe this Confucian Sacred Essence Skill, recognized instantly that Chu Kuang had manifested the Hand of the Saint, carrying with it an aura of ancient saints, creating an oppressive atmosphere.
Clang!
The Dragon Abyss Ancient Sword was unsheathed. Ye Xuan swung out a dark golden Sword Qi to meet the attack.
Pfft!
As the Sword Qi made contact with the palm force, it immediately erupted into a series of explosive noises.
"It actually contains a trace of a saint's will."
