To ensure Liang Yi could not dodge this strike, the Abyss Will manipulated countless chains woven from laws that flew out from the Void, ensnaring Liang Yi from head to toe and trapping him firmly in place.
The black giant hand recklessly absorbed the Abyss Demon Qi between heaven and earth, black thunder from the clouds intertwining with the light of the blood moon above, making its aura increasingly terrifying.
Compared to these two palms, Liang Yi seemed as insignificant as an ant.
He guessed that even a Body Cultivator at the Ninth Realm might lose their life if struck by such formidable power.
The palm rapidly approaching Liang Yi in his eyes enlarged, and he could faintly hear a piercing howl, as if countless resentful souls were wailing.
But facing such a scene, at such a critical moment of life and death, Liang Yi's expression did not show the slightest hint of panic.
