Thousands of disciples watched from within the sect as they saw their sect's Immortal Emperor manifesting a mountainous earthen palm at a level that they couldn't possibly conceive even with their imagination, let alone use it to send three elders of the Fire Phoenix Clan flying into the distance.
Just before their eyes, three peak existences were sent flying like that.
Even Davis's sapphire eyes possessed some yearning at this moment.
'That was a clean slap, done without any bloodshed...'
Rather than a swat, the palm purely swept them away as though it carried them through a horizontal hurricane. The intricacies behind that move were unable to be seen by him as it also contained traces of yin when most earth-based techniques were yang or power-influenced.
That single palm disabled all efforts to reclaim their balance as it sent them flying into the distance as their silhouettes disappeared. It was like they would never return, having reached the other end of the horizon.
