Chen Wang's provocation did not anger Lord Pei. Instead, he laughed.
"The Overseas Cultivation World has been lifeless for so long. It has been ages since someone as interesting as you arrived."
As Lord Pei finished speaking, he struck a palm toward Chen Wang's head.
His words had been beautiful, but his attack was exceptionally vicious.
That palm came and went like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, it had reached Chen Wang's forehead.
Chen Wang's heart sank.
The palm had come far too quickly, and the power it contained made even Chen Wang's scalp tingle with dread.
His body suddenly bent backward as though it had no bones.
Then Chen Wang kicked Lord Pei in the chest.
With a bang, he kicked Lord Pei back a step.
Lord Pei smiled calmly.
"No wonder your vital energy and blood are so extraordinary. There are very few Body Refinement Cultivators these days."
Then Lord Pei's figure flashed out of sight, and another palm came down on Chen Wang.
This palm carried the force of wind and thunder. In an instant, a strange phenomenon arose between heaven and earth. The waves surged a hundred zhang high, like a tsunami.
Even Immortal in Flames, standing nearby, felt that terrifying power, and his scalp went numb.
Chen Wang threw out both fists and met Lord Pei's palm head-on.
Lord Pei's palm force was incomparably deep and mighty. Chen Wang was sent staggering backward.
His legs plowed through the ground as he slid hundreds of zhang before finally stopping.
Yet Lord Pei had already swept before him. He slashed with his palm like a blade, cutting toward Chen Wang's neck.
He had actually chosen to clash head-on with a Body Refinement Cultivator in close combat.
Chen Wang curled his five fingers in the