Chapter 108.2: Thank You, Big Bro, for the Rocket
Without the Supreme's Origin strike, Wu Tong would have been afraid of Qi Yuan. But now, why should he? Victory was within reach.
Qi Yuan glared at Wu Tong. "I've already established my Heavenly Dao class, and I have long gone beyond the village-tier cultivation. I can kill you in one strike."
Due to his Heavenly Dao class, his confidence was inflated like a coal boss who'd just struck it rich.
"Nonsense!" Wu Tong snapped, no longer bothering to argue. "Witness my divine technique!"
His subordinates' eyes lit up with excitement. Divine techniques were a Mythwalker’s signature power! After all, they were regarded as mythical due to their mastery of divine techniques.
Cruel intent flashed through Wu Tong's eyes.
"You'll be the first to see my divine technique since I broke through. Consider it an honor!" With a sweep of his palm, he roared, "Yin-Yang Reversal Palm!"
A blast of force erupted, and sandstorms rose. Even the demon army recoiled from the surge. Within the palm strike, a single violet droplet floated, drifting toward Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan's eyes widened as he exploded in outrage. "Shameless! You don't play by the rules!"
That's not just some ordinary divine technique; it's an Origin Divine Technique! Only Supremes possess such a thing!
Having fought thousands of demons back in Earth's End, Qi Yuan knew Origin Divine Techniques inside and out.
Wu Tong hesitated for a breath, then realized, as the White Supreme's disciple, it's only natural for him to recognize an Origin Divine Technique!