Xiang Yu watched the incoming fist with widening eyes.
[Enemy]
He really had let his guard down this time. But his battle instinct didn't let him stay in the trance for long as he instantly recovered, entering combat-ready status. He moved his hand, placing the talisman he'd just finished making on the opponent's fist before retreating back a few steps.
[Talisman]
In the next second, an explosion erupted, the shockwave pushing Xiang Yu—who was already several steps away—even further back.
"So powerful?" he gasped, surprised by the effect.
He hadn't expected a ninth-grade talisman to be so potent. No wonder a Foundation Establishment cultivator kept it as a trump card. It made sense since even the lowest grade talisman could only be made by a Golden Core cultivator.
