On the battle stage where Ji Xuan and Wen Busheng were...
Ji Xuan stood in midair and a tremendous amount of spiritual energy gushed out from his body like waves. Behind him, it was as if the vast amount of spiritual energy had formed a faint yet huge sacred sun.
Floating in the air, the sacred sun emitted a shocking spiritual energy pressure, frightening many of the students witnessing the scene. Even those who had undergone three grades of the Spirit Disaster would probably not dare to face this level of attack directly. Ji Xuan had the highest reputation among the eight captains because he indeed had some outstanding abilities.
As many people exclaimed about him, Ji Xuan was, however, gazing ahead with a serious look. Wen Busheng stood there with a calm expression, his palm turning dark gold. It looked as if it were forged by gilding and an inexplicable pressure came from it.
"Sovereign hand bone..."