Old Chen was truly overcome with emotion.
He had not noticed at all when the other party had made a move, much less how.
By the time he sensed it, the barrier had already appeared.
Though he was injured, that did not mean they could no longer sense anything.
But what exactly had happened?
He did not know, nor did he understand in the slightest.
The other party's methods had utterly surpassed his imagination.
Terrifying?
No, horrifying!
This person was far too horrifying.
Though he had not even seen the other party's face, Old Chen was already trembling with fear.
Because even Lingyao Sect's Sect Master could not possibly accomplish such a feat.
Could the other party be an existence even stronger than the Sect Master?
Though he found it difficult to believe, and could not bring himself to accept it.
The doubts in Old Chen's heart only grew firmer instead.
And even if that was not the case, the other party was definitely a powerful Emperor-level expert.
He could only hope that after the Black Fiend Spirit King went back, the Sect Master would not come into conflict with the other party over this.
Otherwise, it might not be a good thing for Lingyao Sect.
To Lingyao Sect, a mere Emperor-level expert was nothing much. If they truly became enemies, Lingyao Sect naturally would not be afraid.
Yet for some reason, Old Chen could not stop thinking that way.
It would be best if that sort of situation never arose!
Elsewhere, the Black Fiend Spirit King had already exerted every ounce of strength he had, rushing madly onward.
He feared that if he was too slow, something might happen to the Young Sect Master.
Then he would truly be finished.
Not only him—even his Lineage would cease to