This... was terrifyingly strong.
So this was an elder of the Mandate Temple?
It was over. Chen Wen was completely finished this time.
At the sight, everyone involuntarily sucked in a cold breath.
"Alliance Leader, we..."
Zhuge Futian's expression flickered wildly as he instinctively tried to say something.
Dongfang Chuge directly cut him off. "We can no longer interfere."
"If we force our way in, it will mean going to war with the Mandate Temple."
"This..." Zhuge Futian still wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
Dongfang Chuge slowly said, "There is only one possibility now: we can only see whether Fortune favors him."
Whether Fortune favored him?
With Chen Wen's current strength, what could he possibly use to fight Ye Chao?
At any rate, he could not think of any possibility.
It was over.
Zhuge Futian let out a soft sigh in his heart.
This palm strike was powerful.
Chen Wen reacted in an instant as well.
But under the suppression of that momentum, even his reactions had begun to slow.
So that was it.
This old dog had never intended to crush me with a momentum attack.
Instead, he intended to suppress my aura and power.
His goal was to crush me to death with this palm.
This move was not some brilliant scheme.
But he possessed absolute strength, making everything proceed smoothly.
But the one you met was me, Chen Wen.
A fierce glint flashed through Chen Wen's eyes, and he made up his mind.
Wasn't it just risking his life?
I love risking my life.
So what if he was in the Seventh-Order Great Emperor Realm?
Today, I'm taking on a Seventh-Order Great Emperor Will Realm cultivator.
"Die!!!"
As Ye Chao spoke lightly, the enormous palm hanging in midair instantly took shape.