"Brother Wen Ya, rest here and recover in peace. Leave these two Origin Hall disciples to me."
After giving Wen Ya this reminder, Qin Yan turned to look at the two Golden Body Dharma Images in the distance, each standing eighty-eight zhang tall.
Wen Ya nodded without saying much. Two Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Temple of Time stood behind Qin Yan. If those two joined forces, no matter how strong the two Origin Hall disciples were, they would not be able to cause any trouble.
Gazing at the two imposing earth-yellow golden bodies, Qin Yan said calmly, "There's no need for any more nonsense. The two of you can come at me together."
To be honest, he truly did not regard eighty-eight-zhang Golden Body Dharma Images as anything worth noting.
Even Yue Chenyuan, with her ninety-nine-zhang Golden Body Dharma Image and Heaven and Earth Baptism, had not dared to take a single blow from him. What waves could two mere eighty-eight-zhang Origin Hall Prodigies possibly stir before him?
"You've got some nerve, kid!"
The two Origin Hall disciples flew into a rage upon hearing this.
Ever since they had entered the Origin Hall and become direct disciples, they had been treated like the center of attention wherever they went. Among their peers, who had ever dared to look down on them like this?
The two exchanged a glance, and the earth-yellow radiance around their two golden bodies erupted to its peak at the same time.
"Peerless Fist and Palm!"
The two roared in unison. One Golden Body Dharma Image suddenly threw out its right fist, and the phantom of a Yellow Dragon roared and churned above the fist's edge.
At the same time, the other Golden Body Dharma Image struck out with its left palm, a phantom