In the intense confrontation, Shi Feiyang faced Feng Yuanlong’s impenetrable and fierce point technique attack and found himself in a stalemate. At that mont, he suddenly rembered Gong Sing’s reminder—the flaw that appears briefly after Feng Yuanlong executes his point technique.
Shi Feiyang’s lips curled into a confident arc, letting out a cold laugh, and his deanor suddenly changed. He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand with the palm facing upwards, and executed "Radiant Dawn," a technique from the Tathagata Divine Palm.
In an instant, a dazzling golden light erged from his palm, as if descending from the Buddha Country high above, bringing endless solemnity and holiness. Within the light, a lifelike Buddha silhouette appeared faintly, its benevolent gaze overlooking all beings, yet containing an awe-inspiring majesty.
As Shi Feiyang swung his hand, the palm’s force resembled a blade, appearing gentle but actually containing overwhelming power. This palm’s force, neither entirely like a blade nor not, surpasses any sharp treasured sword in this world.
A golden palm print carrying torrential heat waves roared toward Feng Yuanlong like a massive golden dragon.
Where the palm print passed, the air seed to be fiercely torn apart by an invisible giant hand, emitting a sizzling sound, while even the surrounding light was distorted by the powerful palm force, forming bizarre shadows.
Seeing the unfavorable situation, Feng Yuanlong’s dozen disciples imdiately closed in like a pack of hungry wolves, attempting to use their numbers to overpower Shi Feiyang.
Shi Feiyang noticing this, let out another disdainful sneering laugh, the True Qi of the Bright Jade Technique within him surged violently, exploding in an instant.
In that instant, a strong vortex suction ford around Shi Feiyang, akin to a black hole deep in the universe, possessing terrifying power that devours everything. Under the influence of this suction, surrounding stones and dust were drawn upwards, rapidly spinning in the air, forming a massive dust storm. Feng Yuanlong only felt an unstoppable force pulling him toward Shi Feiyang, his feet dragging deep marks on the ground, yet unable to resist this formidable suction.
Simultaneously, a thorough coldness from the Bright Jade Technique emanated, like countless tiny ice needles piercing deep into Feng Yuanlong’s heart. His body trembled violently, chills running up his spine as if thrown into an icy cellar.
Disrupted by this suction, Feng Yuanlong’s point technique was entirely thrown off. His fingers struck like lightning toward Shi Feiyang but were guided at the crucial mont by the eerie force, solidly hitting his own disciples.
Those disciples who were struck froze instantly as if under a Body Stasis Spell, their limbs stiff and immobile. Their faces were filled with terror and despair, eyes wide open, uttering pitiful cries, "Master, save !"
Feng Yuanlong’s face turned ashen pale instantly, his previously fierce and savage expression twisted with shock and rage. He hadn’t expected that Shi Feiyang’s Inner Power was so profound, turning his proud point technique into an instrunt harming his own amidst Shi Feiyang’s inscrutable cultivation technique. Startled, he stumbled back several steps, trying to escape that terrifying suction.
However, how could Shi Feiyang let him go easily? Shi Feiyang followed like an apparition closely behind, every step carrying overwhelming pressure, pressing forward relentlessly, giving Feng Yuanlong no chance to catch his breath.
Shi Feiyang’s figure under the sunlight seed like a black lightning bolt, weaving around Feng Yuanlong. Every move he made carried overwhelming force, leaving Feng Yuanlong barely able to defend, struggling left and right.
While attacking, Shi Feiyang mocked, "Feng Yuanlong, is this all you can do? The renowned ’Poisonous Hand Snake King’ of Liaodong, nothing more!" Feng Yuanlong burned with fury; when had he ever suffered such humiliation? His face flushed red like a ripe tomato, eyes bulging like bronze bells, he let out a thunderous roar, executing his ultimate technique—Venomous Snake Attack.
Feng Yuanlong’s movents were swift like lightning, transforming into several afterimages in the blink of an eye, dazzling the onlookers.
His fingers agile like hissing venomous snakes, instantly stabbing at Shi Feiyang’s throat, chest, and other vital spots. Each finger shadow carried a sharp whistling sound, as if from Hell’s ghostly wails and anguished howls, sending chills down one’s spine.
Shi Feiyang calmly sidestepped, light as willow fluff in the wind, deftly avoiding the fierce assault. At the sa mont, he swung his left hand swiftly, a surge of powerful Inner Strength erupted, perfectly rging with the piercing cold of the Bright Jade Technique and the fierce vigor of the Tathagata Divine Palm. This surge of Inner Strength, like a raging river or an erupting volcano, struck Feng Yuanlong, sending him stumbling back several steps.
Feng Yuanlong felt his qi and blood churning inside, his organs seemingly stirred by an invisible giant hand, his chest hit like a hamr blow, a wave of pain crashing over him. "Ugh," he couldn’t help but spew a mouthful of fresh blood, his face turning as pale as paper, bloodless, his eyes showing undisguisable fear and despair.
Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang launched the "Buddha’s Light Illumination," a technique from the Tathagata Divine Palm.
His hands moved swiftly, like phantoms, each swing producing a golden palm print.
These palm prints rained towards the enemy like a storm, each one containing the power to obliterate everything.
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