With Chen Cheng's skyward roar, the already fragile balance between the two sides was shattered.
Chen Cheng flew out of the volcano. By now, he had returned to his normal state; at least, no change could be seen in his body with the naked eye.
His skin was still a healthy white, his body slightly muscular, without the slightest hint of the bulky heaviness of a hulking giant.
Only then did Chen Cheng realize that he seemed to still be completely naked. With a wave of his hand, a suit of Lava Battle Armor covered his entire body, and a Lava Spear appeared in his hand.
"Like peeping at buff men that much, do you? Kill them."
Chen Cheng cracked a small joke again, then charged forward with Ye Rong and the others.
Although White-Faced Scholar and the others had not expected Ye Rong's group to appear here, their side had more than ten Legendary Rank experts, every one of them at least Mid-Legendary Rank. Thus, they did not feel intimidated when facing Chen Cheng's group.
"Be careful of the Pseudo-Emperor. Hold him back first, then have the others deal with the rest."
White-Faced Scholar warned them.
Chen Cheng swept his spear out. Like a fire phoenix setting the plains ablaze, a scorching phoenix cry pounced toward White-Faced Scholar and the others.
Chen Cheng had learned this move from his previous experience. While it was not particularly effective against opponents stronger than himself, his martial will could achieve unexpectedly good results against people like White-Faced Scholar.
Seeing a fierce fire phoenix pouncing at them, they knew in their hearts that it was an illusion, yet their bodies were still involuntarily affected by that will, causing them to hesitate.
And with just that moment of hesitation, their numerical advantage immediately became