It was a well-formed hand, bulging with blood vessels and covered with rotting tentacles. Malicious and evil in appearance, it pulsed with a terrifying mightiness. And it seemed capable of holding up heaven and ripping apart space. Its astounding size could shake anyone to the core of their being. In fact, it imparted a god-like sensation that distorted everything in the area and could invade all living things.2

The moment it appeared, time seemed to stop, and space seemed to hover on the verge of being ripped to shreds. Everything seemed to become secondary in comparison to this hand. It was the focus of any and all attention. Contained within it was something violent and brutal. Its will could crush all around it, causing all of the Imperial Sovereigns to tremble down to their souls and be frozen in place physically.0

That was even more the case with Xu Qing and the Captain. The blood-colored hand caused blood to ooze out of their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths. The world seemed to be turned upside down, throwing their senses into chaos. It was like they were little rowboats on an angry sea, being tossed about hither and thither.0

At that critical moment,...0