That purple-haired old man was a Grand Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Hall, a Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster. However, facing Yan Zhaoge now, he could only feel as though the sun had been concealed by dark clouds as he wasn't able to see any light at all.
Yan Zhaoge strode forward within the air.
The purple-haired old man wielded his high-grade spirit artifact, wanting to go all out.
Yan Zhaoge ignored it as he directly raised his palm.
The Divine Sky Lightning Queen's Sword which seemed faster than even lightning was enveloped by Yan Zhaoge's palm that seemed able to overturn the heavens and the earth, instantly becoming as slow as a crawling turtle.
Yan Zhaoge's palm descended slowly, but in the eyes of that Heavenly Thunder Hall Grand Elder, there was a despairing feeling of not being able to avoid it at all.