Yang Chen's True Strength?

Outside the Human Hall, all was silent.

Countless Outer Sect disciples stared dumbfoundedly at the Human Hall's closed doors.

"Th-th-this is something a first-turn Gods and Devils realm cultivator can do?"

Someone spoke in a trembling voice.

His eyes were filled with awe.

One had to know that the man who had just died was a third-turn Gods and Devils cultivator from the Spirit Hall!

A third-turn Gods and Devils cultivator could be considered a pillar of strength even in the entire Cold Moon Palace, yet Yang Chen had crushed him to death with a single squeeze.

A chill ran through the hearts of several Outer Sect disciples.

They hurried away, afraid that Yang Chen might set his sights on them.

Someone capable of casually crushing a third-turn Gods and Devils cultivator to death must possess at least the cultivation of a fourth-turn Gods and Devils cultivator.

A person like that, even in the entire Cold Moon Palace, would rank among the strong, apart from the Palace Master and the other three Hall Masters.

Wang Hao's companions were even paler, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing toward the already closed doors of the Human Hall.

"Hall Master, spare us! Hall Master, spare us!"

As for those disciples from the three halls, their hearts went cold as well. Looking at their companion, whose body and bones had been utterly obliterated, they could not stop trembling.

They were all third-turn Gods and Devils cultivators. Since Yang Chen could crush him to death, he could naturally crush every one of them to death as well.

"Hurry and report this to the Hall Master!"

The few of them hastily retreated, not daring to linger for even a moment!

Inside the Human Hall, Yang Chen was still reclining in his lounge chair.