C336 Central Buddha Primordial Divine Seal

With a cold glare, the Saint Master struck out with his palm at Chen Yang.

In that instant, the air currents in the air churned.

A faint palm imprint seemed to be flying towards Chen Yang.

Chen Yang had no chance to react at all. It was as if he'd been struck in the chest.

This was the power of a Saint Master, and his magic power had already gathered together to form a magnetic field