The Divine Emperor's might condensed in his palm, and he suddenly struck forward. A majestic and enormous fist print surged toward the pale blue figure like a colossal mountain. This single punch felt like an entire realm smashing down upon the woman before him.
The woman slowly raised a single finger—a finger as cold as snow—and pressed it against the giant fist. The massive fist print seemed as though it had been hit with a pause button, freezing dead in the void.
Just when everyone thought nothing more would happen, the punch catastrophically shattered, disintegrating into a sky full of ice and frozen shards!
Chapter 122