Chapter 396: Thousand Buddha Palms!

This was a world-shaking aura. The hairs of many experts stood on end as their fearful eyes swept over the pitch-black back of the hand. It seemed to conceal a peerless fiend, like a demonic lair, extremely terrifying.

On the ink-black palm, lines spread, drawing in the essence of the eight directions like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, converging at the center of the palm. This process was very fast, causing the void to tremble.

At that moment, Yang Ba's brow furrowed slightly. The relic within his body trembled, emitting a wave of disgust. After a brief hesitation, a look of understanding appeared on Yang Ba's face.

"Is this man stupid? Why isn't he moving?" Some of the younger generation grew anxious, urging him in their hearts, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. They sensed that within Tian Wei's arm, a terrifying demonic lair seemed to be sealed.

The experts discussed among themselves, looking at Yang Ba's calm expression with confusion. With his formidable cultivation, he could easily have closed in on Tian Wei before he could unleash the full power of his martial technique.

Tian Wei's face was extremely cold, a hint of murderous intent flickering in his eyes. He thought Yang Ba was too arrogant; this martial technique of his could melt a person alive, extremely terrifying.

As time passed, a huge vortex appeared in the palm, and strands of terrifying black light emerged like threads, the power within them chilling the hearts of many experts.

On the high platform, Li Qingshu's brows furrowed slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart. Having dealt with Yang Tian and his brother for so long, she knew from childhood that Yang Ba was extremely steady and never did anything without certainty.

"What's going on?" Shangguan Hao and Qing Yuan frowned, a hint of doubt and worry in their eyes. But when they saw Yang Ba's composed expression, most of their concern dissipated.

"A great monk can purify demons just by chanting sutras every day, let alone with a relic." Yang Tian looked at the strands of black energy, a hint of mockery in his eyes. Although the aura had changed, the Ancestral Dragon Ring had long sensed the shift.

In the void, a sky-covering palm appeared, strands of black energy dancing, blotting out the entire sky. The black threads made even the experts' scalps tingle, as if a primordial beast were staring at them.

This aura was not directed at them, yet it made the experts tremble—a testament to how terrifying it truly was.

At that moment, Yang Ba looked at the palm in the void, a mocking smile on his face. His left hand instantly turned a jade-purple, exuding a strange aura that was similar in effect to the Thousand Buddha Finger's attack.

"This guy finally moved." Shangguan Hao and the others wiped cold sweat from their brows, exchanging glances and smiling wryly.

"Yang Ba, arrogance comes at a price!" Seeing Yang Ba make a move, Tian Wei sneered, a mocking glint flashing in his eyes.

Hearing this, Yang Ba shook his head slightly. The purple light in his palm grew brighter, and beneath the layer of purple light, a layer of golden radiance shone brilliantly, exuding a peaceful aura.

Seeing Yang Ba still so calm, Tian Wei grinned ferociously. He clenched his hand, and the sky-covering palm in the void, like the hand of heaven, slammed down!

The giant palm descended, the void shattered as if mountains were shifting. Strands of black energy surged like venomous snakes, exuding a cold aura that made heaven and earth tremble.

"Thousand Buddha Hands!" Yang Ba shouted softly. His palm emitted a thunderous rumble, blazing with purple light, and shot upward to strike the center of the colossal palm before him.

Seeing this, Tian Wei laughed loudly, a hint of mockery in his eyes—this was like a grain of rice against the moon. But his smile had barely formed when it vanished, replaced by a look of shock.

In the void, the purple light soared upward. The strands of black energy were extremely strange, actually eroding the energy.

Many experts felt regret. That attack could not be withstood even by a peak War Emperor, and this remarkable figure seemed about to be crushed into meat paste.

However, just as the thin layer of purple light was about to be extinguished, it suddenly shot into the center of the palm, as if merging with the entire hand.

Inside, wisps of golden light shone through. The surrounding black energy, as if encountering its natural enemy, was turned to nothing by the golden light. The entire palm twisted, as if it might collapse at any moment.

The experts were astounded, their incredulous eyes fixed on the palm. The black threads that had made them tremble were now dissipating at an astonishing speed, as if erased by some supreme power.

"What the hell is that? It melted the black threads." Fatty's eyes showed surprise, and he couldn't help speaking. That terrifying energy made his hair stand on end.

"Could it be a Buddhist sacred object? The martial technique he used contains a very powerful evil aura!" Hearing this, Xiao Ji thought for a moment and said uncertainly.

Boom! Suddenly, the palm in the void exploded, sending terrifying energy in all directions. The entire battle platform rumbled as if it were about to shatter.

"Pfft..." Tian Wei, who had been secretly shocked in the void, was sent flying by the terrifying impact. His entire arm oozed pitch-black blood that emitted a foul stench, extremely bizarre.

"How strange!" This scene shocked many experts. What concerned them was not that Tian Wei's technique had been broken, but the black blood flowing out. He didn't seem human, as if demonized—very eerie and hair-raising.

"Could this guy be from the alien race?" Shangguan Hao and the blue-clad girl exchanged glances, shock in their eyes, but they dared not be certain.

On the high platform, the two figures from the Heavenly Dao Alliance wore extremely ugly expressions. There was a hint of venom and surprise in their eyes; they were both shocked that Yang Ba could so easily break that technique.

"How is this possible?" An old man murmured to himself, his face dark. Something that could make the black energy retreat was the bane of their clan.

"This boy must not be allowed to live!" Another old man's heart surged with killing intent. If he grew up, he would surely become a major threat.

"Cough..." Tian Wei coughed up blood—this time red blood. His face twisted hideously, rage burning within him, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of fear.

"You deserve to die!" Tian Wei let out a shrill roar. His arm was crippled, driving him nearly mad. A strange crimson light appeared in his eyes, extremely bizarre.

At that moment, a pitch-black small seal appeared in Tian Wei's hand. As soon as it appeared, it floated on its own, shrouded in mist, drawing in essence from all directions. It seemed extraordinary, but its true nature was completely unfathomable.

Just as the experts were observing, Tian Wei smiled grimly. A terrifying black light shot from his palm, and the small seal, the size of a palm, erupted with black waves that shook the surroundings.

As the crowd watched in shock, the pitch-black small seal grew brighter, emitting a thunderous roar. The void shattered instantly, and the leaking waves grew more terrifying, shaking heaven and earth as if a great earthquake had struck.

The pitch-black small seal was extremely mysterious, radiating a chilling fluctuation that made the experts' hair stand on end. The energy within was terrifyingly powerful.

"Could this be a heavenly artifact?!" An old man of broad knowledge trembled as he spoke, exclaiming in shock.

As his words fell, everyone's eyes fixed on the pitch-black small seal, greed flickering in them. Something capable of such terrifying power must be a heavenly artifact.