Thirty-two Heavenly Patrol Divine Hunters hidden in the void were forced out by that inexplicable green light, dropping like dumplings into a pot.
An elderly man with a lean, austere face appeared in the void.
"A bunch of trash!"
With another cold snort, the old man flexed his five fingers. Countless green lights shot forth like ropes with eyes, incredibly swift as they bound the Heavenly Patrol Divine Hunters who had been blasted out of the void.
On the ground, Du Tong, leader of the elite warriors, gave a soft cry. "Elder Chen!" Yet his expression became incomparably relaxed.
Du Tong was merely an elite martial artist raised by Prince Huan Ji Ao. He was good at fighting and obeying orders, but faced with methods like Liu Feng's, and unable to deal with the Heavenly Patrol Divine Hunters, there was nothing he could do.
Without a sound, the void in every direction around Elder Chen, clad in green robes with a long beard, suddenly churned like waves.
Each rolling wave was swift as lightning. In an instant, it seemed as though the entire void had boiled over.
Elder Chen slightly lifted his eyelids and slowly yet swiftly drew a circle outward with both hands. A circular green barrier instantly rose up.
The waves rolling in from every direction slammed viciously into the green barrier, yet could not raise even the slightest ripple. They all dissipated on the spot.
"Hmph, Heavenly Patrol Generals?"
"Two low-rank Heavenly Patrol Generals dare attack this old man? If you want to deal with me, wait until you become high-rank Heavenly Patrol Generals!"
Amid repeated sneers, he brought two sword fingers together. Two silver-green sword lights flew from Elder Chen's fingertips, stabbing several times into empty space where no figures could be seen.
The next instant,