"Hahaha, boy Luo Zheng, again!"
The smile on Old Man Feng's aged face grew wider and wider. His hands moved faster and faster, while streams of gang strength grew increasingly dense!
The gang strength he wielded had quite the pedigree. It was called Divine Gang Strength, one of the Supreme Divine Martial Arts of the Heavenly Rank Race. Though he was using it casually, its power was still terrifying.
By now, Old Man Feng's eyes were filled with seriousness. With one hand transformed into a claw, each stream of gang strength became razor-sharp, and the sounds erupting in the air grew shriller, as if a violent wind were sweeping through a valley!
" hiss hiss hiss..."
Those streams of gang strength were like countless tiny black snakes, surging toward Luo Zheng!
"Eighty percent power?" Seeing the snake-shaped gang strength, Celestial Venerable Qian Lan's gaze sharpened.
"It's a hundred percent! The old clan chief is already going all out. If Luo Zheng can really take this, then that would be too..." Celestial Venerable Huan Miao shook his head, seeming to feel that the old clan chief had gone a little too far.
The old clan chief's strength was plain for all to see. He was an existence as renowned as Original Sin Celestial Lord, Divine Edict Celestial Lord, Thunder Punishment Celestial Lord, and the other Tianming bearers—and perhaps even surpassed them!
However, what made Celestial Venerables formidable was precisely the Tianming they bore!
The old clan chief had not employed his own Tianming at this moment. Yet even if he was merely using his martial techniques, his strength was still not to be underestimated. An ordinary Celestial Venerable would have to go all out to deal with it!
And Luo Zheng, who stood opposite the old clan chief, had only just