Liu Qin giggled alluringly as he saw Huang Xiaolong’s attack. He raised his hand to the side of his lips with the pinky sticking out slightly as he said, “Huang Xiaolong, watch how my Flower Grasping Celestial Fingers crush you!”

The Flower Grasping Divine Fingers was a divine art of an ancient super force, the Golden Flowers Celestial Palace. When cultivated to perfection, this divine art enabled the cultivator to crush a giant chaos mountain easily between a pinch of his fingers.

As Liu Qin’s fingers made a pinching gesture in the air, as if he was pinching Huang Xiaolong, the space around Huang Xiaolong tightened, squeezing him with pressure. But Huang Xiaolong’s movements did not stop in the slightest, as if he wasn’t affected by Liu Qin’s fingers’ force at all.

When Huang Xiaolong’s fist enlarged in Liu Qin’s eyes, Liu Qin’s smiling face suddenly...