The Extreme South Emperor's true form, could it be an Emperor Penguin?

Seeing Zhang Xiaohou and Hua Yuezhu standing there dumbfounded, Dongfang Chen understood what had happened.

"Relax. Focus and calm your mind. Don't let his Mental Power interfere with you."

He patted both of them on the shoulders, instantly snapping them back to their senses.

The eyes that had seemed to blot out the sky before them vanished. The white-robed Forbidden Curse Mage was still standing where he was, completely motionless, except for a faint smile curling at the corners of his dry lips.

That cat and mouse-like smile left Hua Yuezhu shaken, and she instinctively edged closer to Dongfang Chen.

Cold sweat had unknowingly broken out on Zhang Xiaohou as well.

"Hoo... Brother Chen, is the gap between an Archmage and a Forbidden Curse Mage really that huge? I feel like he only looked at me once, and my entire Mental Power was about to collapse."

Zhang Xiaohou panted heavily.

Normally, Zhang Xiaohou also felt this way in Commander Hua's presence, but at least then he still had the courage to fight. Yet today, facing this Mu Clan Forbidden Curse Ancestor, Zhang Xiaohou discovered that he did not even have the courage to make a move.

"The gap between Forbidden Curses and Archmages is indeed quite large, but it's not as large as you think. A single look shouldn't be enough to leave you unable to move," Dongfang Chen said.

After all, when he had been an Archmage, he had been able to go head-to-head with Madam Luo Ou using Fusion Magic. Madam Luo Ou's cultivation was far higher than Mu Jiang's; not only could she independently cast a Forbidden Curse, she could even cast a Dual-Element Forbidden Curse.

"But why was it that one look from him and I..."

"This has nothing to do with Forbidden Curse cultivation anymore,