Chen Changan's Reverse Recruitment

To everyone else, Mu Yunyao and the others looked ridiculous. Their behavior made no sense at all.

Was this some strange form of attack?

Even if it was, what could it change?

"Not worth a single blow!"

An elder of the Heavenly God Pavilion waved his hand, sending a terrifying surge of energy straight at Chen Changan.

"The elder stepped in himself!"

"That brat's dead."

"To die at the elder's hands is a blessing for him."

"Exactly. Not just anyone is worthy of the elder's personal attention."

"That brat..."

The Heavenly God Pavilion members were gloating among themselves, but when they saw Chen Changan standing there without moving, they all seemed to turn to stone. They stared at him in disbelief.

It was not just them. The Heavenly God Pavilion elders were more shocked than anyone.

Especially the one who had just attacked. He might not have been serious, but what was his cultivation? The Heavenly God Realm.

And his opponent?

Chen Changan was only at the peak of the Demigod Realm. Even if he was a prodigy in combat, even if they treated him as someone at the peak of the Earth God Realm, so what?

How could he be completely unharmed?

"Impossible!"

"How could this happen?"

The Heavenly God Pavilion elder stared at Chen Changan in shock. He could not believe what he was seeing.

Had his strength really declined so badly?

"That brat must have an extraordinary treasure on him."

"Probably a defensive divine artifact. No need to make a fuss."

"Something like that might block one attack, but it may not block a second or a third."

Hearing this, the elder who had attacked finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was not that he was weak; his opponent had used a trick.

With that thought,