Hun Feng heard Yao Chen say this and felt a jolt of alarm. He immediately sent his soul power toward him to investigate.
The moment his soul power touched Yao Chen, it was driven back by the Heavenly Flame within him, Dream-Illusion Blazing Flame.
Hun Feng's gaze grew solemn as he stared at Yao Chen, who seemed calm and unruffled. Yet deep down, he sensed that the man's strength was unfathomable.
However, the pride of being the master of Soul Hall's Northwest Branch Hall made him decide to test Yao Chen himself.
Hun Feng swiftly formed hand seals, and the moisture in the air was instantly drawn toward him by his powerful Dou Qi.
He let out a low shout.
"Ice Soul Water Spirit Palm!"
In an instant, an intensely frigid aura erupted from his palm.
A gigantic blue palm print gradually took shape in the air. Its extreme cold radiated outward, and everywhere it passed, the air seemed to freeze instantly, crackling as flecks of ice formed.
The palm print carried not only a bone-chilling cold, but also a powerful soul attack.
Blue light flashed as it surged toward Yao Chen with an aura of destruction.
Faced with this menacing attack, Yao Chen remained completely composed.
He lifted his head slightly, his gaze as tranquil as still water.
Just as the Ice Soul Water Spirit Palm was about to reach him, a wave of scorching energy suddenly surged around Yao Chen.
Dream-Illusion Blazing Flame rose from within him. Its dazzling flames resembled a burning sunset, instantly illuminating the entire space.
Yao Chen moved his hands, and Dream-Illusion Blazing Flame condensed in midair into a gigantic palm of purple fire.
The flames blazed fiercely, their scorching heat seeming capable of melting the heavens and earth.
The flaming palm met the