บท 818: One-Person Palm Sect

The sect leader of Sand Sculpture Sect was instantly struck dumb by this move.

This was…

Lu Youming widened his eyes, a petrified look on his face. Although he wasn't certain whether that move just now was exactly the one that he was thinking of, he believed that he hadn't seen wrong.

Sect Leader Sun, who had just escaped the reporters' clutches, also wore a look of deep astonishment. "This is…"

Sect Leader Lu's eyes darkened and telepathically said two words, "Word Magic…"

Word Magic??

Sect Leader Sun felt like his head was buzzing, as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt, and he was rooted to the spot in a daze.

Wasn't this the legendary Dao Magic of God that you would naturally comprehend once you reached the highest realm?

Sect Leader Sun sucked in a cold breath of air. Was this Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch… a Venerated Immortal??

Well…