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To them, Ning Xiaolei and the others were just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a piece of fish on the chopping block.    

Even though Ning Xiaolei's battle prowess was strong, they had more than ten Immortal Realm experts on their side.    

In their eyes, Guan Yun and the other girls were just small fries that could be easily killed.    

"Yo, you're still fighting? At this time, what other tricks do you have? Obediently surrender!"    

The four forces looked at Ning Xiaolei and the others with a mocking smile on their faces.    

It was as if they could already see victory in sight, the scene of them easily taking down Ning Xiaolei and the others.    

However, at this moment, they suddenly discovered that a golden light appeared around Ning Xiaolei and the others. Soon after, the entire world lit up.    

"What happened? What happened?"    

The people from the four powers cried out in shock as they looked up at the sky, only to see a gigantic hand of light appearing in the sky, covering more than half of the sky.    

"Ah, what's going on? What's that?"    

Someone shouted in shock, his eyes full of fear.    

No matter how you looked at it, it did not look like anything good, and it was rumbling down towards them.    

Some of them were calm and turned around with the intention to escape, but soon discovered that they couldn't move at all.    

The pressure from the palm of light had already bound them.    

"F * ck! We're doomed. Brother Lei, we're doomed."    

Guan Yun, who didn't know the truth, had a sullen face and almost cried as he smiled.    

Ning Xiaolei could not help but smile bitterly, "What are you guys doing? Don't you see that we have shields of light protecting them? The ones that are screwed are them."    

"Ah, this, could it be, this is an attack you two released?"    

Guan Yun suddenly came to his senses and looked at Ning Xiaolei in shock.    

Ning Xiaolei nodded with a smile and teased, "Why don't you tell me why I'm not panicking at all, hehe."    

"Could it be that Taibai Jinxing's handprint was obtained from this place?"    

In the distance, in the direction of Yanhuang Sect, Xuan Jizi was dumbstruck.    

The moment he saw the palm print in the air, the scene of the Taibai Mount instantly appeared in his mind.    

Gazing at Ning Xiaolei and the rest who were under the protection of the light cover, the corner of Xuan Jizi's mouth curled into a smile, "This kid, he actually lied to me back then."    

Such a shocking scene caused Xuan Qisheng, Ji Kaiyu, and the others who were fighting in the distance to be stupefied.    

Seeing the helpless faces of the people of the various sects under the giant palms, they felt their scalps go numb.    

They never would have thought that such a scene would happen if someone from their sect went to deal with Ning Xiaolei's group.    

"So this is their trump card? "He really is powerful."    

On the other side of the Cold Moon Palace, the beautiful woman in the late stage of the First Layer of Immortal Stage muttered to herself as her eyes flickered.    

At the Dong Family Sisters' side, four pairs of beautiful eyes stared wide-eyed, amazed by Ning Xiaolei's and the other's methods.    

The huge glowing palm rumbled down, not showing the slightest bit of mercy.    

After a loud blast, waves of Qi spread out in all directions.    

After the dust disappeared, other than Ning Xiaolei and the others who were protected by the light barrier, not a single person from the four big powers who chased after them survived.    

"The might of this strike is even stronger than that of Senior Dugu and the others. It should be on par with the third or fourth level of the Immortal Realm."    

Ning Xiaolei seemed to be thinking of something as he looked at the disappearing smoke clouds.    

Previously, when he was at the Half-Immortal Stage, he couldn't understand it. Now that he had stepped into the fairyland, he could roughly guess what realm this Tathagata's Divine Palm Talisman attack was.    

Putting away the storage equipment that fell from the four forces on the ground, Ning Xiaolei flew over with a few women and Guan Yun.    

"Come, come, keep coming. Hurry up if you want to get revenge."    

Ning Xiaolei flew to Zhao Xiaoshu's side and looked at him coldly.    

Right now, of the four great forces, only three were left, the old monk from the late stage of the Immortal Realm and the one from Sky Dragon Temple.    

The remaining few were all of Half-Immortal Stage and were useless.