At that moment, all the Mahayana cultivators went mad, feeling as though their entire worldview had been completely overturned.
Prince Gong's eyes nearly split with rage as he launched another attack. The other Mahayana cultivators were not willing to fall behind either. Even those who held no grudge against Lin Chuan attacked at this moment, because they knew that if Lin Chuan escaped this time, catching that youth again would be extremely difficult. Especially after what had just happened—it had slapped the faces of most of the Mahayana cultivators present. If word got out, where would they put their old faces?
Forty or fifty Mahayana cultivators had joined forces against a minor cultivator at the early Fusion stage, only to let him escape? That was no ordinary slap in the face!
Roaring attacks descended toward Lin Chuan's body as it had just entered the spatial black hole. The Three Pure Ones Sect, Origin Sect, Great Sound Pavilion, and other factions no longer held back. They moved to intercept the attacks for Lin Chuan, but there were simply too many attackers. They could not stop them all.
In an instant, dozens of attacks struck Lin Chuan again before he could leave. His body was torn directly into pieces, yet in the next moment, a flash of light appeared, and Lin Chuan's body reappeared before everyone, completely unharmed.
"How is this possible? Why can't he be killed?!"
"What kind of demonic technique is this?"
"How can there be such a terrifying technique in this world? Could this be time reversal?"
As soon as those words were spoken, everyone felt that it did seem possible. After all, their attacks had truly landed on Lin Chuan rather than striking empty air. Yet once time passed, Lin Chuan's body appeared again completely intact. If that