Dividing the Spoils

Pure strength alone could crush everything!

Wang Chen's palm strike had condensed ninety percent of his own power and incorporated the might of his outer core, fully reaching the very pinnacle of the Purple Mansion realm.

This cultivator was merely at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion realm. First, his eyes had been wounded by the Sword Pellet; then he took Wang Chen's Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm head-on. How could he possibly withstand it?

His chest caved in while his back bulged out. Who knew how many ribs had shattered? His internal organs suffered devastating damage in an instant.

As he was sent flying, blood sprayed wildly from the cultivator's mouth.

Mixed within it were countless fragments of organs!

At such a level of injury, he was basically crippled. Even if he somehow survived, he would not retain the slightest combat power.

Wang Chen heavily wounded his opponent with his right palm, then immediately raised his left hand and shouted in a deep voice, "Suppress!"

A vast, ocean-like aura surged from his body, sweeping in all directions in an instant.

It enveloped the other five cultivators around him at the same time!

The five Purple Mansion cultivators all shuddered, disbelief written across their faces.

"Golden Core!"

One of them let out a heart-rending howl.

The terrifying force pressing down upon them contained a powerful Golden Core aura, exerting absolute suppression and intimidation over them in terms of realm and level.

These cultivators thought Wang Chen was a Golden Core True Person, and every one of them was scared out of their wits.

Their fighting spirit and will to battle were greatly weakened.

Wang Chen was naturally not at the Golden Core realm. The invisible pressure he had just unleashed was actually the result of activating the power of his