Chen Wen's movements paused, but he still seized Donghuang Longxuan by the face.
Power surged from his claws through Donghuang Xuanlong's body like an electric current.
Donghuang Xuanlong could no longer hold it in. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
His aura was feeble now, as though his life hung by a single breath.
And his eyes were full of fear. Nothing remained of his earlier arrogance.
This... Gulp!
Everyone stared, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.
That was it?
Donghuang Longxuan couldn't even withstand one fucking move. Who would have dared imagine it?
They were all numb.
It was too terrifying.
Then the voice calling out to Chen Wen sounded again. "Chen Wen, right? Put Donghuang Longxuan down first. We can still talk this through."
"Donghuang Longxuan is our hall master's Registered Disciple and a member of the Donghuang Clan."
"Our hall master wields supreme authority in the Mandate Temple, and the Donghuang Clan stands among the most powerful in the Central Heaven Domain."
"If you kill him, you'll learn just how foolish you've been."
"You won't leave the Mandate Temple alive. You won't have a place to shelter anywhere in the Inner City."
"So what?"
Chen Wen's voice rang out, unhurried.
"You..."
The elder transmitting his voice choked on his words. Suddenly, he had no idea what to say.
Chen Wen ignored the transmission. Holding Donghuang Longxuan in one hand, he turned toward the raised platform.
It stood at least a hundred meters away, and the people on it looked down at him from above.
To cultivators, a hundred meters was no farther than arm's reach.
Not the slightest change in expression on anyone's face up there could escape his eyes.
Ye Chao stared at him with bloodshot eyes and a cold