Meng Chuan held the Black Metal Sutra with both hands and carefully observed it. He couldn't help but be attracted by it. He didn't stop it, and his consciousness entered the Black Metal Sutra.
Boom!
Meng Chuan saw a woman wearing a loose robe standing in a vast land. She stood with her hands behind her back, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery.
Following that, she began to execute palm arts, using her palm as a blade. With a casual wave of her palm, there was a magical power that left Meng Chuan infatuated. The palm slashed a rift in the world! The world was like a piece of cloth. This palm sliced open the world, creating a long rift in the void. As her body rose, the void distorted and the rift disappeared. She appeared above the hundred-thousand-foot clouds and struck out with a palm strike! The immense sea of clouds split open like a hundred-thousand-foot chasm.