Seven-Apertures Blood Palm clashed with Blue Bronze Palm, trembling the spiritual Qi of sky and land around it. It could almost crush eardrums, and the clouds one-thousand square miles around it all withered away.
Their powers were at the same level.
"How is it possible? Even Destruction of the Thousand-patterns can't crush his body?"
Empress Moran looked pale. She retreated and drew her distance from Gu Linfeng.
Gu Linfeng was still standing straight, glowing with golden light.
That blue bronze print was called 'Blue Dragon Emperor Print.'
Empress Moran had already triggered three thousand inscriptions, releasing powerful destruction of thousand-patterns, yet Gu Linfeng was able to ward it off with his handprint. How could she not be shocked?
Gu Linfeng had just sanctified his body, yet he was powerful enough to rival an upper-class saint?
Were people whose bodies had been sanctified that terrific?