772 Heavenly Dao Treasure Box 4yr

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Beast King's palm was undoubtedly strong, but this was just a feeler. Odd Zhuo stood alone at the very front as he struggled to withstand the powerful pressure created by the palm falling.
The outcome was unsurprising.
As Beast King's palm approached Odd Zhuo, the long johns the latter was wearing flashed gold and knocked Beast King's palm away.
Beast King frowned and gazed at his palm.
It tingled with pain from the golden light, and was like the pain of smearing chili oil over your palm: it wasn't sharp, but it was persistent, like a warning to him not to try and get any closer.
There was no mistake…
This was the aura of Heavenly Dao…
Beast King narrowed his eyes. He didn't make another move, but fixed his deep gaze on Odd Zhuo. "Who are all of you?" At the same time, he also noticed Little Silver in the crowd. Although Little Silver was still in his human form, Beast King was confident that he wasn't mistaken about the rich scent of holy beast blood on him.
There was actual