"Boy, there's no need to put on such an aggrieved look. Don't underestimate this hand; I dare say even an ordinary Devil Man at the peak of the celestial phenomenon wouldn't be able to withstand its full force!" The black-scales hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Mo Tian's voice drifted out leisurely.
"Is that true?" Liu Ming arched an eyebrow in response upon hearing this.
"Hehe, what use do I have in deceiving you, boy? But speaking of which, now there's only this mere hand, and accumulating magical power is indeed quite difficult. Even if I take action, I only have the power for one strike, so remember well that I won't easily make a move unless it's a crucial moment concerning your life and death." Mo Tian's calm voice came from the black-scales hand once again.
Liu Ming's eyes flickered upon hearing this.
