Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall, Die!

"Well, finally an attack worth looking at. But why do I have to take it head-on? Wouldn't it be better to just kill the person using the Dou Technique?"

Yao Chen slowly withdrew his gaze from the high sky.

"Damn it! Soul Funeral! Go!"

Sensing that something was wrong, the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall immediately launched an attack first.

"Woooooo!"

The pitch-black vortex, already charged to its limit, suddenly accelerated, carrying a terrifying aura capable of shredding all things as it shot straight toward Yao Chen.

"Great Burning Flame Palm!"

Yao Chen calmly extended his right palm and forcefully pressed it toward the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

A massive pale-white flaming hand, three thousand zhang in size, was swiftly summoned into the high sky. Following Yao Chen's hand movement, it slammed viciously down at the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall below.

"Let's see whose attack arrives first."

Yao Chen smiled faintly, as if victory were already in his grasp.

The target of the Great Burning Flame Palm was not Soul Funeral, but the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall hiding behind it!

"Damn it! Damn it! Maniacs! You're all maniacs!"

The Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall roared madly as the sense of danger in his heart surged.

"Whether we're maniacs or not, you'll find out soon enough."

Yao Chen calmly shook his head. His outstretched right palm abruptly curled as he softly uttered, "Fall!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

The pale-white flaming hand, already streaking down like a meteor from the high sky, accelerated once more and transformed into a white beam that plunged downward. In an instant, it arrived above the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Hall's head.

"Yao Chen, you dare kill me! The Great