The moment his words fell, the space behind Lin Feng suddenly began to distort over a wide area.
Then, more than a dozen figures shot out from within, charging straight at Lin Feng.
All of them had condensed various Fighting Skills in their hands.
Judging from the Dou Qi fluctuations emitted by those Fighting Skills, they clearly had not held back at all and intended to kill Lin Feng.
"Hmph, courting death!"
He had long since noticed the few Seventh-grade Alchemists who had luckily been transported here through the Space Wormhole.
He simply had not taken the initiative to attack because they had not come to provoke him.
But now that they had taken the initiative to cause trouble, he naturally would not be polite.
As his words fell, Lin Feng extended his hand and lightly clenched it.
In an instant, the space between heaven and earth around those alchemists erupted with violent fluctuations.
The next moment, the ground near them rapidly twisted, looking like a transparent plastic bag being violently wrung.
"Crack!"
The instant the wrinkles appeared, pitch-black fractures directly opened in the space occupied by those alchemists.
"Not good, that brat is a Dou Zun!"
Seeing the changes in the space around them, how could those alchemists not realize that they had provoked someone far beyond their league?
At that moment, boundless regret flooded their hearts.
If they had not coveted that thousand-year Earth Yellow Essence and hastily launched their attack,
then, with the Soul Power of Seventh-grade Alchemists, how could they possibly have failed to discover that brat's true strength?
If that had been the case, they would never have provoked someone they should not have provoked.
"Milord, stop! This is a misunderstand—"
The other alchemists thought of begging for mercy, but how could bodies possessing only