Yue Zhengyu: "The Yue Family Has Never Forgotten What Happened to Ancestor Qian Renxue, Tang San!"

Just as Long Chen's claw came into contact with his protective Divine Power.

"Rip!"

A long, narrow spatial rift, its edges shimmering with a silver halo, appeared out of nowhere less than an inch before Tang San's chest.

The golden dragon claw that had originally been blocked outside seemed to be drawn by some invisible force. Its front half eerily sank into the spatial rift.

The next moment, it violently emerged from the other end of the rift, inside Tang San's defenses and directly before his chest.

Spatial traversal, ignoring defenses!

"Pfft—"

The golden dragon claw, brimming with Light Dragon Power, struck Tang San's unguarded chest heavily and solidly, without any flourish.

An indescribable agony tore through Tang San's chest as his blood and qi churned violently, nearly making him spit out another mouthful of blood.

He forcibly swallowed the metallic sweetness that surged into his throat, his eyes instantly filling with boundless fury and a trace of disbelief.

Tang San suddenly held his breath. His blood-red eyes became like those of a lion driven utterly mad with rage, staring fixedly at Xu Xiaoyan, who was maintaining the spatial rift from afar, and Long Chen, who had withdrawn his claw and retreated.

"God King Power?"

Only now did Tang San discover in horror that the pure level of power contained in Long Chen's previous strike had actually reached the level of a God King.

Though the technique and use of laws were still crude, the quantity and quality of that power could not be faked!

What shocked him even more was Xu Xiaoyan's miraculous control over space.

She could actually transport an attack so precisely straight into his defenses?

Could it be... that all seven of these people possessed God King-level combat power?

The thought made his scalp tingle.

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