An Evil Slaying Divine Thunderbolt blasted the two Mystic Palace Realm martial artists at the forefront backward. With a flick of his finger, Ye Zhen sent a ring of Bone-Adhering Phosphor Fire roaring toward the other eight Mystic Palace Realm Shadow Scouts.
Terrifying heat spread at once. Three quick-reacting Mystic Palace Realm Shadow Scouts screamed as they darted aside. "Careful! It's Bone-Adhering Phosphor Fire!"
But their warning came too late. The other five Mystic Palace Realm martial artists had already been contaminated by the Bone-Adhering Phosphor Fire and immediately cried out in panic, fumbling desperately.
Still, the Mystic Palace Realm Shadow Scouts were no pushovers in either cultivation or experience. Besides, there were so many experts all around them. Striking together, they extinguished Ye Zhen's Bone-Adhering Phosphor Fire despite its formidable power.
Yet those five Mystic Palace Realm martial artists had been thoroughly frightened. The way they looked at Ye Zhen was now filled with wariness.
Wind Patrol Envoy He Shen's expression turned incomparably grave, and his gaze at Ye Zhen became deeply astonished.
"A mere Dao Entry Realm cultivator possesses such exquisite lightning-manipulation arts and can even command Bone-Adhering Phosphor Fire? I never expected to have misjudged you!" He Shen sneered.
"There are plenty of things you've misjudged!"
"Wind Patrol Envoy He, if you withdraw now, it's not too late!" A ball of lightning began dancing at Ye Zhen's fingertips, his face brimming with threat.
"I'm no fool!"
He Shen pointed at his own head. "Your strength has indeed exceeded my expectations. You're somewhat troublesome! But all that means is that I'll have to spend a little more effort!"
"My three thousand elite men of the Heavenly Patrol Division's Dark Division could drag down even a world king realm expert, let alone you!" With that, He Shen abruptly retreated.